you really are empty;

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Your name makes me weep,
what once used to be a sweet symphony of my heart is now like calling out a deathly silence.
So quiet you can hear my heart shatter each time your name reaches my lips.
Thinking of you brings back every single memory.
All the empty promises and transparent I love yous.
I gave you everything and didn't even get a fraction of you back.
I got nothing.
All my love wasted on an empty person.
The tears I shed for him that add to the rivers of pain.
An empty person I still passionately love from the parts of my heart no one but you have seen or touched.

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