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Jan 2011
I'm walking down the street,
cars passing by.
As I think of the days,
the times you were mine.

Don't you realize,
how much I miss you ?
Wishing you were here with me,
in all that I do.

Maybe, just maybe,
I want you to talk to me.
Make an effort to be here,
don't you see?

I've fallen like a fool,
for you, my dear.
Oh darling, why can't you,
be around to gather my tears.

As I walk down the street,
in compelete darkess it seems.
I'm alone, I'm alone,
falling apart at the seams.

I'm spiraling into a world unknown,
unlike those before.
You say we're friends, but hunny,
I can't help wanting more.
Jolene Perron
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Jolene Perron
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