MISSING HIM

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He was the warmest blanket
In my coldest night
Glowed so bright
And held me tight


No matter how fierce the fight,
He stood his ground, always right
Whenever he stepped into the light,
My heart soared with pure delight


He was my charming knight
Just being with him made my heart light


But now he's gone, lost from sight.
I've searched for him by searchlight,
Yearning to hold him, just one more night,
To share the truths I kept out of fright


Now here I sit, in shadows' plight,
Writing of him in the still midnight

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In your absence I only hear the echoes of us we once shared

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