empty days by anelephantcant
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so this is my life without you
a heart stumbling in sad disarray
a mind that once lived to enchant you
now spiralling into wretched decay
so this is my life without you
long nights that are painfully black
a darkness that stretches forever
into the next time that you won’t be back
so this is my life without you
tear-sore eyes with no you to see
a spirit devoid of restriction
wrapped in shackles since you set me free
so this is my life without you
a full year of continuous ache
I long ago abandoned the purpose
my soul dying small flake by small flake
so this is my life without you
crippled arms with no one to embrace
withered fingers bereft of sensation
still they crave to caress your sweet face
so this is my life without you
a succession of empty days
of words and deeds that mean nothing
and poems full of pointless clichés
anelephantcant 
If you were as good at love as you are at heartbreak, I can’t imagine anyone leaving you.
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Ah Brenda, AnElephant is sadly flawed in so many ways.
But, in his next life, he will try to find you…
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LOL I’ll be tumbling joyfully in the next world. I’ll see you there.
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Dear Elephant,
I echo Emmy. Very sad, hollow and empty. Well written.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Time for AnElephant to do some funnies, you think, m’lady?
Thank you for your support, as ever.
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Cliches but sometimes those turn out to be true.
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Thank you, Amanda
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Wretchedly sad. It breaks my heart.
If only it were as easy as kissing your hand to make the pain go away.
It’s beautiful though.
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Merci, Em, but it seems that nothing worthwhile is ever easy, doncha fink?
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