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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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