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Her Absence Rends my very Soul
In shadows deep, where darkness reigns supreme,
I dwell alone, bereft of guiding light.
Her absence, like a haunting, ceaseless dream,
Devours my spirit, veiled in endless night.
Each passing hour, a cruel and silent thief,
Steals moments meant for laughter, love, and cheer.
In solitude, I find no sweet relief,
For her dear presence, I now long to near.Oh, how her absence rends my very soul,
A gaping wound that refuses to heal.
In whispered echoes, her memory's toll
Resounds, a symphony of pain I feel.
Yet still, within this darkness, hope may rise,
For love endures, despite the tear-stained skies.