once it was dead

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Once it was dead,

there was no getting it back,

Once it were gone,

there was no chance of seeing it again,

Once it dissapeared,

i crumpled up, and left myself cold,

Once it was gone,

i let all emotions take over,

every feeling,

every touch,

made me cry,

made me brake,

When i see you now,

My heart aches,

though i put on a brave face,

everything inside me brakes,

every wall, every fibre,

shakes with pain,

shakes with sorrow,

shakes with the love that cannot,

and will not be shown,

everything i felt,

has to be locked away,

has to be hidden,

i have to be strong,

i need to forget,

i need to move on,

cause Once it was dead,

there was no getting it back. Ever.

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