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My love is gone,
I loved him with all my soul;
Then he left me.
All alone,
In this dark and lonely world,
To struggle by myself;
To find myself.
The question,
Do I need him to be me?
Does he truly create me?
My friends tell me no,
But my heart tells me yes.
My head tells me to get over
Myself
So I leave behind my old life with him,
And go back to being me.