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She misses so much
of late
She misses friends
and their weird traits
She misses waking up
with that special one
She misses the warmth
of him under the same sun
She misses the laugh
and the tears
She misses the days
when she could see clear
She misses her friends
passed away
She misses their company
every day
She misses her Father
recently gone
She misses someone else
her heart it burns
She misses summer days
and beaches
She misses people who
cared, far reaches
She misses so much more
everyday
She misses being alive
for that she prays…
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Posted in: Poetry
Posted on June 4, 2013
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