Confessions
Haven't been the same since you left,
Haven't had peaces of mind.
Haven't had seen a sunny day,
Only rain is what I find.
Haven't smiled right since you left,
& my sleep isn't as well.
Confession of the brokenhearted,
Stories I'll never tell.
Haven't been kissed since you left,
I thought about being replaced.
Living here without,
A problem that goes unfaced.
Haven't been held since you left,
Did I mention that sleep isn't well?
Confessions of the lonely,
Stories I know too well.
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