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Aug 2018
Hurting, feeling everything
But feeling nothing.
Broken, missing a piece
But finally complete.
Lonely, missing no one
But wanting someone.
Desperate now, destroyed beautifully.
Almost too perfectly.
Made to fade a stolen soul being sold.
Torn apart in the darkest times
Never to be whole
No longer a soul
But forever mine.
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