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Miss u soo muchSometimes, when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated. Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell. Life is so short, so fast the lone hours fly, We ought to be together, you and I. Within you I lose myself... Without you I find myself Wanting to be lost again. I am tired, Beloved, of chasing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it. Lubaina Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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