Missing You. . .
Missing you baby,
from day to day,
i think,i'll die maybe,
without you i'll decay,
i miss you so much,
i don't know why,
thinking of you,
i feel to cry,
i feel so cold,
but its warm outside,
wanna be with you till old,
as your wife,and your bride,
i miss you honey,
i know i'm meant for you,
but,
you're denying it,
why?
Copyright © Jennifer Jeyashri Anthony Alex | Year Posted 2006
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