{"sf1_id":748569,"sf2_id":"JewPMdMm","title":" Empty Torn Heart","author":"VinchenzoTheJackal","words":70,"posted_at":"2014-08-25T03:55:00.000Z","tags":["Dark","Friendship","Lost","Poetry","Torn","empty","heart"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/748569-empty-torn-heart","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/JewPMdMm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/61/71/6171a526-bfd5-43d8-8912-2129ff5c0793","description":"A poem I made thinking of something of the past the continues to the present...","content":"There is a place in my heart, and a loss tore it apart...  \nI once had a friend, who I'll love to the end...  \nBut with him and our loss, a piece of a heart...  \nMy Empty Heart, is dark...  \n  \nHe is the best, a noble soul, and I was pure, yet tainted...  \na petty fight, brought down the night...  \nHearts torn, and lost, together...  \nAn Empty Torn Heart, forever...\n\n  \n  \n\n"}