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by Mary Aug 15, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
You were just gone, You had walked out the door. I didn’t know what had happened, I just brake down and cry on the floor. I woke up that morning, So happy and glad. But when I found out, I just got so sad. I had called my house, They said to come home. I had no clue what happened, That’s why I’m writing this poem. I have all this sadness, Built up inside. No way to release it, My time I must bide. I miss you so much, I just want you back. All of my tears and my anger, Kept in a stack.