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Apr 2015
You
act like
it doesn't hurt
but the truth be
told I suffer every day
the pain in my chest grows
larger and larger every day. I miss
you every day, the way you talk, the
sound of your laugh, your sparkling brown eyes,
I feel like I could get lost every time I look into them.
I miss being able to be close to you holding your
hand feeling your arms wrapped around me
saying you love me. I miss everything I
love you always have always will no
matter what. I wish I could tell
you one more time that I love
you and miss
you.
Grace Wolfinger-Polomcak
Written by
Grace Wolfinger-Polomcak  Niles Michigan
(Niles Michigan)   
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