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Missing You (for my love)
I'd hold you close but you're not here, longing for you I shed a tear,the bedsides cold, my hands are too, If you were near I'd reach for you, the night sky is black but mostly blue,like how I feel when I'm missing you
Wednesday 22nd March 2017 4:35 pm
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