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When you're not near to me,
I am no longer free.
The world chains me up tight
And I cannot try to fight.
In my heart resides a hole,
Something lacking from my soul.
The place that you can fill,
That no one but you will.
Without you I am less;
My soul becomes a mess.
Depression in the air,
A sickness I must ware.
Some people do not know,
Their sympathy is just faux.
Has their heart walked away
Because it could not stay?
Whenever you must leave,
I cannot help but grieve.
And the longer you are gone,
The more it feels wrong.
I know that this sounds fake,
But it's my life at stake.
Please don't prolong your sojourn
Or dead I'll be on your return.
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This one is more true than most of the poems that I write. It's kind of exaggerated, but it does basically apply to what I feel when someone I love (read: my girlfriend) is gone.

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:icondreaming-of-rain:
:(

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Someone told me today that there are as many unfilled dreams as there are miles from us to the stars.. but really all that means is that we have to reach higher.
:iconnigelmacphereson:
Well, now you're back so life is much better! ...Until you leave again.
:icondreaming-of-rain:
yeah.. :( i dont wanna leave....

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Someone told me today that there are as many unfilled dreams as there are miles from us to the stars.. but really all that means is that we have to reach higher.

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