He sat in front of class day after day.Until one day he never came back.
I miss his smile, laugh, and eyes.
I miss him but now I'll never see him again.
They say he was tooken by a stranger.
They say there find him, but I sadly know they won't.
For he had the most innocent eyes and a sweet smile.
Whoever took him will never give him up.
But I still wait for him to come to class just in case he'll come back.
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Nefelibata
PoetryCOMPLETE A mix of poems and quotes Nefelibata: cloud walker; one who lives in the clouds of there own imagination