Emptiness Haunts

I have an empty heart, in its emptiness only sighs echo

The world is full of din and full of life, unlike… *sigh*

People talk to me, I respond in mirth, only my inside withers

Far away sits a couple, fingers entwined, eyes glimmering stars—

My nights are starless, moonless, dark; even my days dwindle.

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