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Mar 2015
The sun rays penetrated my room and woke me this morning.
I turned over you give you a kiss,
But you weren't in bed with me.
I got up and got in the shower.
I walked into my room, expecting you to be waiting for me,
Like you always did.
But you weren't.
Everything I do now, is just a bittersweet memory.
I can't enjoy my favorite things in life anymore.
*Because all I think about is you.
Allura Dannon Smith
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Allura Dannon Smith  Dayton, Ohio
(Dayton, Ohio)   
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