bk poems
Friday, March 28, 2014
Wish You Were Mine
Tears flow down my face as I watch you leave without a trace.
Your gone now, forgotten about me.
I'm still here wondering what it would be like if you were sitting next to me.
No one sees I'm dying inside wishing you were still mine.
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