I Need You
I need you
Loss is a funny thing
It breaks you inside and builds a wall
How ironic
That you have built a wall now that you are so broken
Now that you are so lost
I am broken
I am lost
I need you
How does one live without the woman that built her
The woman that stitched your skin together
I can not live without her
She is gone but I need her
I need you
Where are you
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