"The Day I'm Gone"A Poem by what-the-frick
The day I'm gone, you'll miss the way,
I always knew what to say, You'll miss the ear I lent, And the way I never strayed. The day I'm gone, you'll miss my voice, And how we used to talk, You'll miss the words I used to write, The notes I wrote in chalk. The day I'm gone, you'll miss my jokes, The way we laughed at things, You'll miss my number on your phone, Whenever the telephone rings. The day I'm gone, I'll miss you, too. But know that I'm okay. It hurts so much less where I am, I simply couldn't stay. © 2013 what-the-frick |
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1 Review Added on January 15, 2013 Last Updated on January 15, 2013 Authorwhat-the-frickAstoria & Ever After, OHAboutI'm hypersensitive. I feel emotional over things that don't hold substance. You can break my heart with just a look. I don't give up without a fight. My life is a soundtrack. But pay attention, the mu.. more..Writing
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