A/N: A villanelle. Don't know what a villanelle is? Uhh... I guess Google it.
Heartless
Take counsel friend in what's been said:
Your time on earth is not in vain
I take heart, lest you are dead.
Though I know not where you head
Or where you've come from, where you've lain
Take counsel in these words we've said.
I heard about the life you've led
From those who knew your realest pain,
They take heart, lest you be dead.
I think of you--I'm comforted,
By thoughts not mine--by thoughts I feign,
Take counsel in these lies we said
And think of small times, words we spread
Such small words seem hard to regain
When I'm not even told you're dead
But that's no problem--no tears shed
From eyes that saw my Father slain
Take count of these few words we said
I am heartless; you are dead.
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