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May 22
I thought you'd miss me more
Your own flesh and bone
Moved out, all gone
You told me 'Dont come home'

I'm still a kid, not 18 yet
Alone in the city
Chasing dreams
Only to be broken under your unkind hand

I want to come home
Even if it drains me
Draining me of all energy
Energy that you consume on my expence

I miss you
And I wish you missed me more
Written by
IsabellaVE  17/F
(17/F)   
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