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In the Morning, When You're Gone

I can tell that in the morning I will miss you My arms will stretch, my lips will purse to kiss you When my groping hands seek but do not find you My tears will flood my eyes until they blind you.

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Written by

emily-brien

American

Published: Jan 22, 2011
LinesWords: 442

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