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Necessity

May 11, 2009
By Anonymous

lost without her:
I feel pain
a teardrop trickles
I want
I need
I fear
I am alone
the pain fades
music plays
a quick glance
and a smile
is all it takes
her eyes sparkle
our hands meet
her warm hand
sway, laugh, grin
my necessity-
a friend

The author's comments:
I moved when I was eight years old. It was very hard for me. To just walk away from all my friends and relatives. Right away, I found a friend-Caitlin.

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