Aside from the reflection, beside my imperfections,
Hollow stares beyond the deep...
Echos, once alive, fall back to sleep.
Stone cold breaths, icy, yet burn.
Loves lost music, my soul does yearn.
Darkness swallows the last gleam of light.
Stealing my joys from day to night.
Silence screams deadly...
Alone in my thoughts...
Whispers of death...
From this pain love has brought.
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Was asked to write on the subject “alone”