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Jul 2012
If I keep waiting up,
will you show up,
and give me your love,
mend my broken heart.
I've been waiting out the days,
for you to come home.

It's been years now,
since I last saw,
your gorgeous face,
still hasn't been erased,
from the back of my weary mind,
just come home.

Hour by hour,
day by day,
I sit around,
and I wait.
Please remember me,
if we ever meet again.
I know when it comes to you,
I could never forget,
your beauty.

You just slipped away,
slipped out of my grasp,
into the big red sun,
and it's setting fast.

I still sit outside,
on my front porch,
every single day,
awaiting your return,
back into my heart,
come home.

Hour by hour,
day by day,
I sit around,
and I wait.
Please remember me,
if we ever meet again.
I know when it comes to you,
I could never forget,
your beauty.

No, I could never forget,
your beauty.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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