She
Her kindness and beauty fill the void within my soul,
Her smile, her touch, her delicate laughter,
All erase the pain,
If only for a moment,
When she is near I feel warm,
But deep inside I know that I am cold,
Cold and dead, a corpse who walks,
She is the beacon that brilliantly shines for me,
In my eternal darkness,
But even as I speak, and look to the future,
I see the light diminishing as I lose her,
She was never truly mine, but the loss is insufferable.
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