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the ghost of you

By , wasilla, AK
you left me here feeling abandoned...buried...and cold...sitting on the couch i keep seeing the ghost of you and me being happy and i cry...got off the couch to sit on the dinning table chair...putting my head down and falling half asleep...i dreamed of you still being here and me and you eating dinner...laughing and just being so in love with each other...but now you are gone..and no one is around to give me the comfort or let a shoulder to lean on...you';re gone, gone away...now all i do is wait for you...each and everyday hoping you would come back...i wake up thinking i heard the phone ringing when i pick up all i hear is the plain dial tone...and thinking you were calling..you were not to be found anywhere...how could you have done this to me...i bet i know where you are...but go ahead and have your fun...one day you're going to seek love and regret how much you threw my love for you away!





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author of the poems, "The Real Me," &quo said...
Nov. 26, 2008 at 10:44 pm
WOW!!! i liekd that
I am sorry about him and I could tel u really missed him in the poem but you knew he didn't care
GOOD JOB!
 
Ong V. replied...
Sept. 15, 2009 at 1:48 am
thanx for the comment
 
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