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The sky cries
And so do I
To see you die
Just made my life turn to lies

I thought I had something
When I had nothing
And to lose something
Just burned through me

To love is to live.
as To laugh is to cry
I feel like a fly that's been crushed mutiple times.
To die a thousand deaths would mean nothing unless she died.

I found meaning
To find that feeling
To find that new person again
I guess you can sat replaceing someone is good and bad
But I'll move on and let the hole be filled with lies.