Thursday, May 10, 2012

Why have you gone?

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I miss you, miss you so much.
I hate that you're gone.
No where in my sight.
I see you in my mind, smiling that smile.
I miss you in my head.
I miss you now that you're gone.
I hope to see you again.
I miss our talks
I miss YOU.
I want to sit with you,
I want to sit on the porch,
talking about girls,
smoking cigarettes.
Talking all the talking we can talk.
I miss you.

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