A Temporary Goodbye, by Morning After
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A tear falls as his car drives away and it scares me to
know that his place in bed will be empty, where he used to
lay. I cry his name in the middle of the night, trying to
push away reality but I'm not winning the fight.
I know he is not gone forever, only until Janurary but
when you love someone so much it still hurts to say a
temporary goodbye.
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Posted: 2005-12-20 02:30:41 UTC |
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