Hollow
By Deaths Angel
An empty heart kills so slow, lingering love continues to grow easy to touch but hard to hold, reach for warmth but grasp the cold fading fast from silent screams, falling slow to twisted dreams speak the truth and hold the lie, fear the day when love will die tasting the pain so bittersweet, sleeping alone in empty sheets when love is lost and times are darkest a hollow man cries the softest. Written March 12th, 2002 © on Mar 12 2002 07:52 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"An empty heart kills so slow,..."