When we first met
I was filled with joy
You made me happy every day
You filled my mind with thoughts of us
I thought it was meant to be
Alas it was not
Now these same thoughts
Which brought me such great joy
Now bring me nothing but pain
These thoughts of your love
Have now become a poison
Slowly killing me with each passing day
These thoughts have become demons
Which taunt and torture me
These thoughts have become ghosts
My soul is now haunted with thoughts of you


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