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This is a poem about loosing someone. |
| The creaking floor crying all the photos eying me as I walk through the hallway. Wishing and praying you would stay. My tears form a river and my heart starts to shiver. My feelings stir, and the tears still fall although I can still hear you call, your voice like a whisper in the wind. It makes my head want to spin. I guess they'll never end, the feelings that I dread. |