Stone cold

Somehow along the way,
I've lost my heart,
The bitterness that engulfed,
Left a wounded soul.
Yet stronger I've emerged,
Picked myself up,
Rising from the fall.
Although the bleedings' stopped,
It's empty and dead,
Cold and numb,
Towering like an old forsaken fort.
Yet I still yearn,
Like the desert needs the rain,
That when warmth surrounds
The stone cold heart,
Will perhaps someday,
Melt away.

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