Without her it was cold.
No one would know how cold it was.
She left and it became cold.
No light. No warmth. Nothing of that sort.
I want her to come back.
Bring back the light my friend, so I may share it with you.
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De TodoThis is a short collection of stories and poems for those in this world who are depressed or want to kill themselves. You can add to this if you want. Just follow me and post on my message board and I will put it in. Thank you so much.
