Loss
I sit here just an empty shell,
I function but don't do it well ,
My mind cant think ,
Lungs get no air ,
I feel im dying , but I don't care .
Nothing in me is right anymore ,
Nothing works ,
And lifes a chore .
And every day I struggle through ,
Cos there's little else that I can do ,
A zombie left without a heart ,thats how I am now we're apart .
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