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Dec 20, 2009

Pom # 4 Missing You

Missing You

Moments where I can't glue

These broken shards of belief,
I tend to cry and scream
It robs me of my dreams.
But every night when I talk to you
I hang on to the phone like a lifeline
I sigh, everytime in relief.
Because I figure you're okay
Even though you've left me in the fray
And I can't put the words together
To how much I love you
And to how much I miss you.


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