Why I Cannot Live Without Him
Before I met him
I had nothing to lose.
I found joy in suffering,
Because I was everybody’s muse-
And the only way I could live
Was in my empire of dreams.
Before I met him
I was exposed to the world
Broken in pieces like a mosaic
And this mosaic sold
For millions and millions of gold.
But when he invaded my empire
He tore down my dreams
And pulled me out of the puzzle
And that was the first time I could breathe
He is everything that keeps me going
Otherwise, I will be falling
And this is why I cannot live without him.
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