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In a crowded street....on a home bound cab,
the scent of you.......the way you look,
the way you walk.......the infectious smile.
The day you passed...the way I crashed,
the rivers I cried....the silly disguise.
Yet life, without you...a word without definition.
my working days my weekendrest.
The world stopped spinning the day you left
and heartbreak introduced me to loneliness.
pharmacists couldn't prescribe a pill.
And doctors couldn't precisely point exactly
how and when I would get over.
I leave my case for fate to take.
Maybe someday I'll try to love again
but without you,
life ain't never the same.



