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Absence MAG

February 20, 2014
By Anonymous

I miss you.
Your warm brown eyes,
the indescribable color of your hair.
the laugh-crinkles at the edge of your eyes
and that warm, friendly smile.
the fact that you love coffee.
but would give it up if i wanted any.
that tired old blue sweater you love to wear.
i can't hear your voice anymore,
except when you call long-distance
and then the static crumbles the notes like
an old piece of paper.
i miss you.



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on Mar. 3 2014 at 12:38 am
Aw, this makes me miss my best friend. You did a great job putting emotion into this poem.