Me&You

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When I met you
It was like I had found a world where I belong

You were my everything my stars,my sun and my moon

Like I had found a motive to live and to heal

I was shattered but you picked up the little pieces

So,I burnt everything and everyone and you became the only one I saw

I had
found myself
Once again
Just more
Beautiful

Or so I thought?

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