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Lost

After all, the tears that I’ve wept
I’ve realised, she’s all I have left
I’m not good enough, it hurts to say
Because she’s perfect, in every way

Of my life, she was the best part
I wish she was here, not miles apart
It hurts to see, all that I’ve lost
I guess everything, comes at a cost

Cruel winters, a bitter frost
Without her, I’m feeling lost
She was the one, an angel in disguise
Now she’s gone, I don’t think I’ll survive

by Harsh Manek, NSW

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