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Missing You Is Like Having Lost A Part Of Me.
No Matter Where I Look, It Cannot Be Found Until
You Walk Into The Room And Light It Up
Just By Smiling At Me The Way That You Do.
Missing You Has Brought Me Nothing But Misery.
The Moments That We Have Shard Are What Comforts
Me Until Your Smile Comes Back Into The Room.
I Know It Will Come Soon For You Are Only A Moment Away As You Are Coming Up The Stairs To Sweep Me Away. With That Special Smile Of Yours, That Shows Me Just How
Much You Love Me.
                                               Written By Amy Stephenson
                                                     April 15 2006
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