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May 2016
I hear your pain
Oh, how sad it is
I wish I can do something
But I am so far away
I want to hold you
Tell you it will be okay
But my hug is only imaginable
And the words are through texting
Are we ever going to meet?
I wish it to come true
These days not seeing you
Are by far the hardest
You tell me you love me
And it's hard to believe
How can a love like that
Be defined through messaging
Without us being together?
I can't come to terms with it
I wish I could
But I'll let it go at that
And hopefully the love you
Feel for me will find
It's way to my door
james arthur powell
Written by
james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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