Vibrant Turned Pale

A Poem by The Anathematic Error

In my veins there is no blood

Emptiness pumps through my heart

The absence fills me like a flood

My embodiment turns pale

Once was vibrant with life

But now has gone stale

My heart was once vibrant with life

It was the engine powering my soul

But absence is the only fuel, along with strife

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Added on May 31, 2018
Last Updated on May 31, 2018

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