Missing some one near
and so filled with fear.
No one can make me
Fear is around
and I am bound
to the shackles around my wrists.
I make a fist
and try not to cry
as I die
I must bide
the pain in my heart and soul
even though I think it is made of coal.
I wish someone would
treat me good.
But that someone is no where near,
so I am filled with fear.
I wait for her
as everything turns into a blur.
But I know deep inside
that I must bide
the pain because she will be here
and has not disappear
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