Before you

I wrote tradgeties 

A tail of woe, that ended with the downfall of the main character


While I loved you 

I wrote happily ever after

A once apon a times, that ended with the lovers riding off in the sunset 


Now that you're gone 

I don't write

You took my words, it ended and you stole my voice when you left


This pen doesn't write the same 

These fingers don't type the same 

This heart doesn't feel the same 

This poem is about: 


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