Creative Writing

Finally Free

Without you,

I feel empty. 

A hollow heart,

That is barely beating. 

Cold and motionless,

My body aches from the chill. 

This world full of color,

Has turned to a dull grey. 

As my body slowly ages,

And I soon turn to ash. 

Finally I am free,

Free from my loneliness. 

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