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msof57
Whyville Poet

Living Without

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Author's Note: Dedicated to those lovely people I call my friends.

I feel all alone
This is not my home
I close my eyes
I hear the good-byes
I'm living without you

You were the world to me
And now you are all I see
I try to hide
What I feel inside
Can you tell it's bled through?

Burning memories by my side
I often feel alone at night
Washing away in the tide
I promise you I'll stay in sight

You are a gift from God
And now you are all I've got
You rescued my soul
It's withered and sold
And it's dying without you

I'm tracing the picture frame
Remember how you said my name?
We would talk in the park
And you left your mark
It's not going to heal soon

Softly spoken in the night
I whisper distant names sometimes
Calling out to ships at sea
Your voice drifts in and haunts my sleep

Don't forget me now
I don't want to cry
Don't forget me now
I'll try not to cry
I'll try not to cry

I'm living without you.

 

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