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Life Gone

Death sweeping o’er the plains
Light ebbs away from my cold, dead body
Love seems no more
I float from the Night’s plutonian shore.
My best friend is gone.
Life seems to float away.
Why should I live
If the person I love
Is no more?
When life has lost its meaning?
When all I want is to die?
What is there to live for
Anymore?



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