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The agony of your absence
proved i'd never known bliss.
So i'll never understand
why you chose to do this.
With the ghost of your soul,
still apparent in my bed.
I must force myself to remove you
from my heart and my head.
In the briefest of weeks
you made me feel alive once again
and now i must accept,
darkness is my only friend.
You patronise with your words,
"your a great person though"
thats just insulting and weak.
I'm disgusting,that we both know,
but what you have given me
is the hope that somewhere inside,
a part of me still breathes
even if it's smothered and blind
and if i find another like you,
i could live once again
and maybe, just maybe,
i will no longer be forced to pretend.
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