without you .

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        she lays her head down ,
        her thoughts start wandering
        her mind alive
        her soul dead
        like a beautiful flower
        with no colour
        her heart beats
        but she feels nothing .
        like a life
        with no purpose
        tears wet her face
        but she doesn't feel sorrow
        empty inside
        happy on the outside
        like a house
        with no furniture
        she's broken
        she's whole
        like a flame
        with no light
        she's different
        she's the same

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