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Aug 2020
We are dead
Love is drained from our veins
Hearts of stone feel no more
Eyes empty blind
Seeing just what they like

We used to live
Spark connected our lives together
Each day was a pleasure found new
Every moment had a meaning
We were breathing

In time days gained weight
Unbearable
To heavy to carry
Hard work overtook our love
We were gone

The day we died was quiet
Nothing unusual happened
We woke up in the morning
Didn’t even notice our dead bodies

No heartbeat, no pulse
No blood flowing in our veins
A corpse of a once-living home
What’s left

Who killed us
Did this... to us
Where did we go wrong
We don’t know
All we have are the memories
Lost
Anya
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Anya  25/F/London
(25/F/London)   
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