Do you miss me? You ask. Do I miss you? Without you I'm coffee without cream, A rose with no scent, A pen without ink. Without you I've an ache in my chest That won't go away, A craving I can't satisfy, An itch I can't scratch. And as time goes on There're questions, Always questions: When will this end? When can we be together? When? Where? How? Without you I'm
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