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Feb 2019
Life, just don't feel the same.
Now that you are gone.
All the happiness that was here.
Left with you.

All the joy that I had.
Left with you.
You leaving was the sadness of a dream coming true.
Sometimes losing make you the picture of the word fool.

Ever sign that you were here.
Has now disappeared
Not that I'm in fear.
Now that you are gone.

I can't request a return visit.
Because at one time you were more than a visitor.
You were the object of my love.

All my dreams?
Left with you.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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