Missing You, by Knight Dallison
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Time goes by so quickly
Then you have to go
Just how much i miss you
I guess you'll never know
My heart grows suddenly weary
So humble and so sad
A loss that burns so deeply
Which could slowly drive me mad
And while you are not here
This home becomes a house
Waiting for your return
Quiet as a mouse
It feels such a ghostly place
So lonely and forlorn
Until your beautiful spirit
Enters and adorns |
Posted: 2010-01-16 12:51:48 UTC |
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