When

A Poem by Corinna Bridgebury

When did I get so weak?

When did my independence crumble?

When did my bed get so small-

So cold-

So empty-

Why can't I stop these leaking eyes?

When did I start

to need you by my side

to be happy?

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Added on January 24, 2011
Last Updated on January 24, 2011

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