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Jul 2016
Standing outside
In the pouring rain
Watching through
The window pane

Your face illuminated
By the light
Wanting so bad
To make things right

Wish that I
Could come back home
Until that day
The streets I'll roam

A faceless person
In the crowd
Hurting so bad
I scream out loud

Without your love
I'm an empty shell
Living in
My own personal hell

Not having you
I'll walk this earth
Without any value
Or any worth

For you were the one
That made me whole
You filled my heart
And touched my soul

I'll love you till
My dying day
God I wish
You felt that way
The Lunchtime Poet
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The Lunchtime Poet
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