When you left I felt a cut, a cut so deep
that took away the strongest part of me.
I breathed, breathed, and breathed
until the sharp pain became a part of me.
After ages of sleepless searches
and a lifetime of restless lurches,
I found that I still bleed you.
So, I learnt to live a second life,
a life so incomplete and yet so full of you.
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