SOULLESS
Take my soul.
For without you it holds no meaning.
Pain is but a bruise.
A bruise on my memories.
Memories of you.
What was once a Meier discoloring of the skin.
fading quickly to be replaced.
There are no new memories that can erase the pain.
Pain inflicted on my heart.
An empty shell is what you will find.
Perhaps, without my soul,
I wont feel this pain.
A pain that rips the very heart from my chest.
The pain would be so much less.
If I were just;
soulless
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