By Marshall Hann
Submitted by blessed23
Date: 2007 Dec 03
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This Is Just For Me

Bitter defeat
(like a plague)
how have you found me?
(oh, you never really left)

My body and mind
are ravaged by decay,
I am nothing,
I'm no symbol,
no blessing,
I am doomed
to walk these hallways
(bitterly alone)

Love is just a word
a collection of random letters
it exists only in fantasy.
O' Pure heart
won't you dissolve
in the vast emptiness
that now calls my insides home

because I'm tired
of being hollow
I have nothing left
but this surreal surrender
(for the stars,
for the twinkling stars
I live)