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Ask me, young girl, Did I love him?
My head against the table, watery eyes
I loved him the way the starts float over all of us
Needed him to keep my mind out of this reality
You wanted to keep your eyes closed
Just to see him for the rest of your life.
Survivor of his love
Body cold, alone and miserable.
The love for him running through my head, always, over and over.
Ask me again, Did I love him?
I nodded my head, Trying to use my shaky limps and I say: Yes, yes I did.
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