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WHAT IS LEFT OF ME

What is left of me Did you ever think of how I will feel Do you ever think of how I Will live What is left of me is your fault Do you ever think of how I will miss you How I will cross the bridge How I will reach at the end of the tunnel Without your light. What is left of me is just a body Without humor What is left of me is just a structure Alcoholic I became Drug addict I became Why should you have to be mean I trusted you I worship you everywhere I went I dreamed you every day You killed the person in me You killed everything @Prince Jadson Dargbeh

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