I can never really replace them with anyone else; once they had stolen a part of my heart and ran away, I realized I would never find my home ever again.
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Bleeding Blue
PoetryI do not see color anymore. I cannot love no more. I don't think I want to live furthermore. Genre: Poetry
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I can never really replace them with anyone else; once they had stolen a part of my heart and ran away, I realized I would never find my home ever again.
