- originally written February 20, 2006 -
I miss you
Its as simple as this
Your gone
Now there is no bliss
Without seeing you
My poor soul is cursed
Only your dear voice
Could quench this thirst
Your sweet words so lyrical
I'm empty without them
The pain is almost physical
I'm a rose without a stem
The raw pain is so real
Everything so black and white
You cant imagine how I feel
I cant seem to find the light
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