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i try to smile, i try to fake, i try to laugh, i try to make life alittle better
since you've gone things something is missing. is it my heart or is it my sanity?
perhaps you stole my solidarity, my resolve to live as a nun, my free nonchalant spirit, my hope and dreams for my future.
you said so many beautiful things, things i had never heard, things i believed,things i hoped for.
you stood strong for me,when i weak, you stood. you made me forget why i was running and took away my anxieties
we had good times, lots of laughs and hugs,the best conversations
that still resonate in my head. who will i talk to now?
anyway, i have the blahs', that wont seem to go away......