I miss you.
Sometimes I search for you in a crowd because,
I miss you.
If only I had been less proud because,
I miss you.
Sometimes I wish he never broke me because,
I miss you.
If I had a cavalry because,
I miss you.
Sometimes I think of what could of been because,
I miss you.
The things I've missed no telling when because,
I miss you.
Dear childhood, I'm sorry you're over now,
And I know I'm somewhat guilty somehow,
because forever,
for always,
I'll miss you.
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About the Creator
Kayjo
She saw the world with golden glimmers of hope and a sense of what was to come.
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