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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