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Oct 31
One day I will be whole again
Holding out hope it will end
My heart aches from the loss
Water in my eyes glistened and full of gloss
I miss you everyday
The empty coffee mug on your bedside
To the now empty house after we subsidized
One day I will be whole again
When our souls flow fluent with the wind
Written by
Matthew Richmond
15
 
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