Alice
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She was perfect.
She was beautiful.
She was smart.
She was funny.
She was everything to me.
She was all I needed and more.
I guess I wasn't, though, because she was.
Past tense.
Plu-perfect past tense.
I guess that means that she 'had been.'
She had been happy.
She had been mine.
She had been alive.
But now she is dead,
and I have to live with that.
Without her.
And it hurts.
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