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Written by Angelica   
Monday, 11 February 2008
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Life is bleak. Life is dim. I can’t think of anything other than him.

He was snatched from me, tore my heart in two. Though whatever happens, I will always stay true.

It hurts to laugh, it pains me to smile Though my wounds will heal after a little while.

You stole my heart, my love. Took my breath away. But I’ll still love you till my dying day.

Soon I won’t feel at all, for my body’s gone cold, the corpse that was once mine, will now turn to mould.

If the life in this body does not stay true, my dead heart will still beat, forever, for you.



Copyright 2008 Angelica
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