of trinkles and glue
a collection of short poems.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
I miss a feeling of wandering from home
I miss the ache of tearing apart
I miss belonging to a body
I miss what warmth entertained my heart
I miss who I was when I kept you in view, but
Of all that I miss, I miss missing you.
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