Him

It use to be easy

Living, breathing, writing

But when you walked out of my life

It all became hard

You took my  happiness

You stole my joy

You ripped my muse out of my life

The world has been a dark, cold place since you left me

And i don't know if I'll find the sun again

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[LukasNation]

Thats beautiful, maybe if I can notice, would be cool
that instead of: " And i don't know if I'll find the sun again ", you wrote: " And I doubt I'll find the light again ". Just my opinion, but all in all Beautiful poem