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Empty

By , Toronto, Canada
My heart bleeds without you near, my heart is cold with anger and fear.

Without you, I cannot see, I cannot think, I cannot be.

I cannot think without you close, I cannot see who I love most.

To be without a heart is like being without you, without you near,
my heart is blue.

So I promise you, I’ll treat you well, because without you, my life is hell.





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