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2d
I sleep with pillow that smells of your hair,

Your scent slowly fades and your warmth is long gone,

All I have now is my mirror's cold stare,

Nights without you stab my heart like a thorn.
Written by
Věroslav Labanc  29/M/Czechia
(29/M/Czechia)   
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