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My Heart Is Dead, And So Are You.

Thanks to you,
I have no heart.
It died when you died.
I haven’t felt it beat in two years.
All I know now are thousands of tears.
But I’ll never forget how it used to beat.
Every day without you seems to repeat.
I have no idea how I’m still here.
All I can feel now is pain and fear.
I’m so empty inside,
I feel dead.

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