TELL ME HOW

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You think that I

could live if you

never came back;

buried deep under

the ground.


Maybe I could but

what's the point

of living without

the person who

stood by me

when everyone

else left?


Just the thought of you

would make me

fall to my knees

with tears in my eyes.


Tell me how I can live

without a heart;

my heart which

you took with you

when you were sent away. 

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