The one I can't live without.
I fear those days,
When I've gone without.
In those days,
Full of hate and doubt.
Empty like a shell,
Drowning in darkness,
A feeling I know too well.
A living carcass.
As you can tell,
Those are the days,
When I've gone without,
Lost in so many ways.
Until I found out,
A love like a maze,
Something I can't live without.
His very gaze,
I lost all doubt.
Those days when I've gone without,
Now like a haze.
A love nothing could mount.
That's when I found out,
The one I can't live without.
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