Without You

November 17, 2017
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Days have past
It only gets harder
I always think of you
But that isn’t anything new


Puddles of tears
Wishing you were here
Remembering the memories
And all of the fear


Your laugh
Your touch
Your smile
Were the things I cherished


My hands are cold
Without you
All that remains
Remains in the frame

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