Lonely.
It's lonely without you here.Inevitable.
This feeling is inevitable.You.
Your name plays on and on in my head.Never.
Never would I have thought I'd miss you so much.Laugh.
We share laughs from time to time.Gone.
You are gone.
And I can't do anything about that.I miss you.
I need you.

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If Life Doesn't Kill You, Emptiness Will.
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