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Its the silence

I think that kills me

When you've gone.

All light becomes absent from my life.

Warmth becomes meaningless

If it is not from your arms

Wrapped around me.

We fit together as two puzzle pieces

You and I

Forming perfectly

As I hold you each night.

When you're not with me

I am lost

Like a child searching for its home.

Until I look into those blue eyes

I am without one.

For you are,

My Prince

My love

My life

My home...



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