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Wishing You Were Here

By , Phoenis, AZ

Here come the tears again, 
Crying comes so easily
now that you are gone.
We take so much of life for granted
with days and nights passing as though they have no end.
Age we do and time passes far too quickly
  as sickness, sadness, and trouble darkens our lives
  and our eyes are finally opened in awareness.
Time moves on, taking life away
  and then the crying comes, welling up tears
  and the lonely emptiness is here.
And here I am lost, alone and crying
wishing you were here.






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