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There are blank spaces,
Here where your words used to be..
Lines and endless lines of empty,
They've replaced your epistles to me...
Tell me,
Where did we go wrong?
How does an already sad heart, break...?
And why does a heartbreak, stay so long?
Now the days are deathly quiet,
I don't hear your laughter no more..
The phone's stayed on.. yet silent,
Just holding on, to memories from before...
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