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I'm..

I'm lost without you.
Left to face the world alone.
Suffocating.
Deteriorating.
Drowning.
Starved of all hope.

I'm confused without you.
Each day is another of the same.
Crying.
Screaming.
Falling.
Overwhelmed in shame.

I'll live on without you.
Each wound stinging a little less.
Healing.
Changing.
Breathing.
All pain subsiding in my chest.

I'm moving on without you,
and sooner or later,
I know I'll be okay.



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