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Lost Love (maybe)

The nights are lonely without you by my side.
A rush of cold wind approaches my curled up
body. As it nears to take my breath I start to
tremble and sweat. Truth is, your absence, my
loss of you is causing me to endure withdrawals.
The pain of your venomous words, the sensation
you received from seeing my pain, my frustration,
the joy you had when you smashed my heat, and
the smile on your face when you watched our
memories fall apart piece by piece will forever reside
deep within my bones. Beneath the anger and pain
theres the me who weeps tears of sorrow. They form
an orderly line and one by one they trickle down my
pale white face. I cant sleep due to the fact that all
I can think about is you. Your shinning eyes that if
you look deep enough tell the story of a young lady
who's faced, yet overcame many obstacles, your long
brown hair that never ends, your smile and elegance
that could brighten even the sun. When you smile wide light rays bounce off your pearly white teeth, only to lighten the world we live on. Theres so much more to say but I cannot afford all those pens. Everyday is a new day, but your memory still lives within me. Simply because well I...uh...love you..





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