Missing
Ever could you know what a feeling can be ..
So over your control
Missing brings your water of desire out
Just one day is a space of hours
A "missing" piece blend into one
A missing a missing
Missing is so deep
Deep till you weep
Holding on .. loneliness creep ...
Missing oneself of who You used to be.
Bunched up .. all time spent .. into a small time elapse.
On the odd occasion , you may have depression.
Same missing , once you remember thus feel one was a part of you.
Hug to unite.
Different squeeze same reason .
You keep missing and missing.. .
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