Oh how beautiful your art
Your really good on that part
I really don't understand
Why did you leave my hand?
You where to be my future
But with your departure
You left me in horror
Too much pain and torture
It's like stroke
It just came and broke
I am disappearing in presence
And left me with a lot of questions
Where shall I start
On the part where you depart?
Or on your creative art
On how to break a heart?
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