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The loss of you

As I slowly make my way backwards
through days gone by
I recognise your face within the crowds
many, many times

I feel you, see you
I need you
but you are never there

I beg of you, catch me before I fall apart
before the loss of you settles
deeply into the dark side of my heart


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