Another day ends. As the sun sets, the questions rise. Will tomorrow bring more news? How many times does the spirit have to be cut before the body dies? The tears could fill the ocean but they do not come.
Beloved
Why do you linger
I needed you
You weren't there
For whom shall I be brave
For whom shall I be strong
I could tell you
Things will get better soon
And begin to believe
But I know that you don't exist
And I was never meant to be
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