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May 2020
She's packing her things she's
Leaving now
She'll be back
She always finds a way
Even though she left
I can't make it
Without you
You're kinda
My thing
And to be alone now
Is too much for my brain


We've held hands like every day
And I stare in your eyes
She's getting in the car
And she doesn't even
Wave good bye
Can it be the start
At an ending so bad
I've never really been
Alone
I thought that I'd be sad
But the suns up tomorrow
And there's no clouds to see
How bout' that I have a day to me
I'm home
Written by
Ike E Davis  55/M
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