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What I Miss

I miss the smell of untainted 
air ..
The velvety touch of virgin 
hands that have never known 
sin 
I miss the sound of .. Nature 
..
The chirping birds of freedom 
and peace
I miss the times things were 
at ease!

I miss the taste of a 
smokeless kiss
Back when tobacco was jus a 
plant 
Back when I'd never roll a 
blunt .. 

I miss the days when cartoons 
were innocent
No puns-no guns
Jus cartoon network
Hw I want that life back! 

I miss the bond I had with my 
shadow

I miss being one with all
Nomatter wat shade of blue-
black or white ..
You knw u miss it too
Deny it - but its alryt!

I miss the old smell of forest 
wood on a parchment I'd lay 
my wordless cries to rest 

I miss the smell of ink as it 
tainted my pages with 
colourful emotions-
Flowing in cursive motions..

I miss art!
The art of life,
The art of love,
The art of sex,
Nd never the art of Ex-drama 
..

I miss the me- 
I miss him,
I miss us ,
I miss her,
The holy trinity-
I miss God ..
I miss ... PEACE ..
A piece of me- Peace within 
me- Peace around me- Just 
Peace!!

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