I didn't die, but something was strange,
I lost a piece of me, a piece estranged.
Walking away, never the same,
A soul shadowed by a silent flame.
That time took who I was,
Searching without cause.
I went on feeling a void,
Heart once full, now destroyed.
It wasn't the end of me,
I'm not whole,
Echoes remain,
There in my soul.
I breathe, I'm here,
A truth denied.
Parts of me quietly died,
Died that day.
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