Why Must I Miss You?

June 17, 2009
By Kelly Benson SILVER, Wichita, Kansas
Kelly Benson SILVER, Wichita, Kansas
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Your voice is rough against my mind,
Like gravel to fallen knees.
So why do I miss you?
You make me sick, god,
You are so slick.
Still I miss you.
Your words are empty and meaningless,
And I want so badly to care less,
And still I miss you.



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