I will kill myself
What else can I do when
She is not here
Life has meaning no more
These blue skies and green gardens
Means nothing to me.
The happiness of this
Was here when she was here.
The starts lost their shining
Since she left.
Sun hasn't left with that heat
Which he posses in her presence,
The daffodils scent smell no more.
I'll kill myself
Please dont you dare
Kill me.
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