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I miss the way....

 You hold my hand oh the
way that feels.
you touch my soul
with all your loving words.
 
Why cant we be together?
Why are we apart?
When can I see your
face?
When can I touch your lips with mine?
 
I feel I cant go on
without you in my life,
without you in me,
i close my eyes and it
feels like a dream.
 
 
when i see your name on paper or
hear your name be said it is so
hard that sometimes
i wish i were dead!

 

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