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By Marshall Hann Submitted by Blessed23 Date: 2014 Nov 13 Comment on this Work [[2014.11.13.23.24.17428]] |
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There is no greater horror than a life without you, but one must stand anyway, one mustn’t capitulate even when one must be without the missing piece. I can do nothing but accept that you are gone even though my heart is just a mournful piano now. One must move or one must die. And I am curling inwards to try and surround the pain of this loss of you, so that it is silent save but for the quietest whisper. Nothing really ever makes your absence any easier for me. |