Life Without Out - Poem by mark glaser
Life without out you is not life.
There is no whole any more.
My passion has gone when you left.
My sight is gone.
What I see is blank space,
A vast empty loneness.
I no longer can I taste the air,
My heart that beat for you,
I no longer hear.
Now happiness is sad that you have left.
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