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Feb 2018
When I stopped seeing your face in my dreams,
My love for my life went and ripped at the seams.
You allowed me to realize one essential fact
When you tore our perfect and beautiful pact.
I am just a human on a rock in space
With no helpful purpose and no helpful place.
Tu es ma vie, mon amour et mon cher
But you do not love me
No, you do not care.
julianna
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