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What comes next in life?

The emptiness left behind

From the loss of my heart

Keeps my feet from moving.

Here I stand alone in my sorrow 

While he has found another.

But she could never fill

The ever-growing void in my chest.

Hate consumes me.

All thoughts of her blocked.

How can I move on if my feet

Still refuse to step forward?

I cannot help but look back.

My memories take me down

Into the darkness of nothing.

I see the lost, the bygone... the dead.