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Brook Lynne Nov 2014
You left me
I cried
Grew stronger when I just wanted to die
You were everything to me
My friend
Protector
Adviser
My love
Now your just my ghost
You haunt my waking hours
And steal the sleep I have
I wake often in fear that I loat u and when I realized I already have
Tht my night ears are real
I feel just as lost as before
I need you
But that is something I can never have

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