Starved

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Loved up:

With a heart fit to break;

shatter into two.

Without you, I'm just not me. I'm a different person but your love will pay the ransom.

You smile:

And you think I'm Ok;

But the truth is I am dying.

Dying inside because I've been starved.

Starved from your love.

I love you so please will you stay, and make sure my heart won't break.

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