It's Only Me Thats Gone.

A Broken Heart,
A triumphant Lose,
Of Shadows To Be Near,
The Hate Of Love,
The Love Of Hate,
Lost Within The Fear.

My Heart Shatters,
Breaks In Two,
And Death Is My Desire,
A Razor Blade,
With A Little Rust,
Slits My Skin Again.

An Unwanted Soul,
Or Is The Thought,
Gone Without Goodbye,
To All The Haters,
And All The Lovers,
It's Only Me Thats Gone.
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Please comment and tell me what you think? I would be very grateful to get words back on this poem.