Nothing hurts more than a broken heart. But what hurts the most right now, is not remembering why my heart feels broken. I cry for a love I cannot remember and feel hurt for the faceless man that appear in my dreams. But as the years go on, I finally remember you. But I remember you when you are already gone. Now I lay dead, hoping to see you again but instead I'm taken back to where it began. I'm coming my love.
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