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Submitted:Sep 25, 2011 Reads: 35 Comments: 7 Likes: 4
Its midnight and I start to worry
Maybe you’re not coming home.
I look at clouds through eyes so blurry
You aren’t the man that I had known
The door clicks open, there you stand
You’re startled that I didn’t call
Still hesitant, you grab my hand
But your silence says it all.
A fallen love, you were my life
But youre not worth the tears I cry
Make this other girl your wife
For now I must tell you goodbye.
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Other writing by CynthiaE "He loved me" and "He left me" This one old Lady _Unfaithful_ My Dearest One
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