If She Went

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I can no longer see her beautiful smile every morning when I wake up.
I can no longer hear her joyful laugh that she brings to my day.
I can no longer smell her English breakfast tea in the afternoon, to calm her day.
I can no longer feel her skin against mine, when we lay.
I can no longer taste her lips on mine.

The girl I love is no longer mine.

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