The day you come home a smile lights up my face.
And the day you leave I don't let go until you pry me off.
I fear for the day you leave and never come back.
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The little things
PoetryThis is compilation of little poetry things. Highest in poetry (what's hot) #52 #8 in poetry undiscovered/up and coming Contains strong language. © all rights reserved If you find these poems have been copied or translated without my permission or c...
