How can I,
in words express,
the width of love,
I have in depth?
The pain I feel,
now you have gone,
and just how is it,
I go on?
What is it in us,
you don't see?
What is it in me,
not believed?
Questions seems there is no answer,
and so ends this loveless cancer.
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