| i feel dead, even though you make me feel alive... i like it
 i taste rust from my blood,
 but you didn't stab my heart... you mended it
 i see you everyday,
 even though if its just for a short time... i treasure it
 i hear no sound coming from your mouth,
 but your lips are pronouncing those three words... "i love you"
 i smell your comforting scent,
 even though your not there... i miss you
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