I scream as though about to die,
You were not there,
I am left without you only to cry.
What we had is gone,
Like a sad stories song.
I want comfort,
Someone to soothe,
Someone like you.
I thought you were the one,
The one I used to call hun.
Being with you forever fluttered in my head,
But may they rest in peace,
For they are now dead.
 
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