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Jun 2019
These tears she cries could float a ship,
The loneliness that fills her heart runs way too deep,

The miles between them is sky wide,
The time between them is half a clock,

Strangling the framed picture she misses him,
His tiny little hugs & his melodious laugh

She even misses the noise,
Mostly she misses his voice,

She misses the way he smiles with all his teeth out,
And how he ***** his middle and index finger when he is zoned out,

She often struggles with her choice,
And wonders if he will understand why she is chasing this dream,

Her hearts prayer no man understands
One more day apart will drive her mad,

Everyday she falls further apart,
"You doing it for him" she reminds her breaking heart,

"Us against the world" she always said to him
Now she wants to tear it apart to play with him

She misses her child,
She misses her son!
I haven't seen my son in a couple of months, I miss him
Risa Njoroge
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Risa Njoroge  32/F/Virginia
(32/F/Virginia)   
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