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I miss
January 31, 2022
I miss the days where I was given a chance
I miss the time where she never knew me
I miss the days where my thoughts were romance
I miss the way I used to be.
I miss the happy records that spun
I miss getting high without the need
I miss when drinking was for fun
I miss the way I used to be.
I miss the memories that escape my head
I miss the nights where I could sleep
I miss the dreams that leave my bed
I miss the way I used to be.
I miss my friends,
I miss my father,
I miss my mother’s unborn daughter;
And I miss the way I used to be.
© Nita
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This was the first peice of poetry that I have ever written. Anything else had been either song lyrics or fictional pieces.