The road lengthens. the of emotional turmoil and physical responsibility challenges and our time weakens
it is as if the world is against us and i am left out in the cold
i don't see the light but i feel the hurt—the heartache. the truth is that i miss you
and i hope you miss me too.
-six days a week
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You
Poetry"You"- meaning the you personally and You aside from me. This book talks about the You individually and going through times when you are your own light but, also when all you see and when all you feel is darkness. The You I dream about and need and...
