Missing Her; 16

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Written Words

Count the days its been,
The lonely nights I've spent.
"When will she come back..."
"Does she miss us?"
"Is she happy to not have us?"
"Maybe she never loved us"
"The words she spoke were lies!"
It's all I can hear my heart cry.
It weeps for her love.
Begs for her touch.
Writhes in agony for her...
For her and her love.

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