Without you I am nothing
without you, there is no light
no enjoyment nothing to look forward too
it's cold and darkthen you were here
I am warm and almost whole
then and only then do I understand the concept of love
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the brokenness
Poetrymy poetry from over the years tw: mention of self harm, eating disorder, and rape
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Without you I am nothing
without you, there is no light
no enjoyment nothing to look forward too
it's cold and darkthen you were here
I am warm and almost whole
then and only then do I understand the concept of love