The Young Bachelor's Will

You've been cut, battered, torn in two
You've been smashed, brokenhearted, struck so cruel
You've been hurt, left, forgotten before
You know the worst is yet to come
You know there's always more
But what happens when you're scraped, hollowed,
to nothing but a case?
With no more emotions, and only one face?
When you're gone, empty,
When there's nothing left to fill?
What happens when I--- have nothing left to kill?

Author's Note

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