A Broken Heart, A Shattered Mind
The scars of my heart take their tole
Moan and gash through to my soul
My eyes can find no light
In the shroud of the night
My ears hear no song
They have not worked for oh so long
My nose can smell no flowers
Nor the might and beauty of those April showers
My tongue can taste nothing
Not even the sweetest sweets can end my suffering
My hands can feel no one
How I miss the heat of the sun
You've left me senseless
So terribly hopeless
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