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dead inside

No one will be compared to you, the one which I gave my empty, lonely, soul, to touch my heart is forever, and forever shall your imprint stay on my numb, breathless heart, cause you, made it, the whole in which it beats, and lives uncontrollably for you, for the eternity of life.

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