Category : Poems

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You ended my life,
   Without leaving me dead;
  There is no light inside me. 

There is no life in my cells, 
  There is no air in my breath, 
    There is nothing good
    Left of our love story.

 But I live the death inside me, 
 How many days do I have left to cry,
  Days of darkness, days of sadness,
   Without leaving me dead anyway.