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Grief

February 9, 2009
By Alicia Acker BRONZE, North Tonawanda, New York
Alicia Acker BRONZE, North Tonawanda, New York
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"Come Home"
I whisper every night
I never loose hope
I know you'll return

"Come Home"
I scream into the dark
I sob and I shake
But you never hear, no one ever does

"Come Home"
I cry to the heavens above
But you don't even care
So neither do I

Your Home
I dawn on, one starry night
In my very heart
In my every cell
Because you never left
But I still miss you



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