Sleepless night.
The wind, the rain; describes exactly how I feel now.
Feeling you can't imagine.
No words can be said to make this go away.
It's just you that's left.
The you that comes to aid my soul.
It's always torment without you near.
Times like this, you help speak my thoughts, feed my soul, and heal my heart.
The stomach-shaped you squeals.
It hurts. Pain is the only thing she recognises.
Even you're not near to quenching this thirst.
Just nothing's left.
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