You shaped hole
I have no music
In my soul
Bleak and empty
A hole
I have no music
In my soul
Bleak and empty
Blackened hole
I strain for the sound
But
Its nowhere to be found
All I hear
Is the wind
From the vacancy
That crater shaped
Hole
Has a tone
Only I can know
Solo
Lone
And alone
I have no music
In my soul
That is all you left me
A hole
Chris McQueeney
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