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Missing You

It’s so cruel of you to be yourself.

I’m surrounded by such potent you-ness.

its all good but only in a lie.

The damn sea mixed with the damn sky and now I can’t tell them apart.

I’m filled with rage but not for you.

Not everything I have, is for you.

 

Comments1

  • FredPeyer

    Good poem and you finish with a great line!



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