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Free verse № 153811

Missing the Past

Member since 2002 · Posted 5 Sep 2007 · 0 comments

Who do I long for Sitting here alone Who is it I miss When I left them Past memories People who no longer exist And yet If I call their number They will answer with a hiss Death comes to those who live New beginnings Not for all Growth can be a blessing Or a curse If it leaves you all alone.

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