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Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Lonely

Thinking of you.

Time passes by.

Lost in loneliness.

Waiting for tomorrow.

Pictures of you fill my thoughts.

I ache to be near you again.

When will you return?

I need you near.

The smell of your hair.

The touch of your skin.

Your smile.

And here I remain.

Dreaming of you.

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