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Friends and family come together There is strength in numbers and we are strong I am a rock for my sister and mother to lean on I miss you I talk to people They say it isn’t good to keep things bottled up Let the tears flow into the cold night with arms wrapped around me And I miss you Schoolwork has to get done Somehow I remember chemistry and history in the midst of chaos I solve equations and analyze poetry Still I miss you Back to the normal busy schedule Waking up before the sun to prepare for a tough day Walk down the hallway to my locker Oh how I miss you Playing cello for the musical Shoulders aching, but harmonizing well I finally pack up my instrument for the day Realize I miss you Go over a friend’s house I can’t help but smile at the surprise party my friends have put together I turn into a five year old again playing on floors of lava and inhaling helium But I miss you Tuck myself into bed at night I hope that tomorrow will be a good day and pray for sweet dreams I slowly drift off to sleep with tears rolling down my cheeks I will always miss you
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Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 6:54 PM UTC
Missing You
Friends and family come together There is strength in numbers and we are strong I am a rock for my sister and mother to lean on I miss you I talk to people They say it isn’t good to keep things bottled up Let the tears flow into the cold night with arms wrapped around me And I miss you Schoolwork has to get done Somehow I remember chemistry and history in the midst of chaos I solve equations and analyze poetry Still I miss you Back to the normal busy schedule Waking up before the sun to prepare for a tough day Walk down the hallway to my locker Oh how I miss you Playing cello for the musical Shoulders aching, but harmonizing well I finally pack up my instrument for the day Realize I miss you Go over a friend’s house I can’t help but smile at the surprise party my friends have put together I turn into a five year old again playing on floors of lava and inhaling helium But I miss you Tuck myself into bed at night I hope that tomorrow will be a good day and pray for sweet dreams I slowly drift off to sleep with tears rolling down my cheeks I will always miss you
I wrote this poem about a week after my dad committed suicide
sarah-riordan
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sarah-riordan
American
Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 6:54 PM UTC
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