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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

This poem is about one of my friends going to the Army.

You left your family, you left your friends
You left me here with letters I won't send
You left me here to wander alone, with no where to go
And you're not here to tell me it's OK
You're not here to tell me why I feel this way

When you come back you probably won't look the same
And when I see your face, I'll only remember your name

I won't ever understand the way I feel for you
And I wish you were all I ever knew

Right now you are stuck going through bullshit
Doing anything just to stay fit
Seeing angry faces and hearing furious yells
You get bossed around, until you drop to the ground

I know this is the best for you
And I know it's what you got to do, to straighten up your life
But I still wish you were here, so I wouldn't shed another tear
So I wouldn't miss you so much

Hopefully I'll get over you within the time you're gone
I hope your smile won't be something I have to wait on
I'm never gonna let go of a true friend
So some of those letters, I might send

Submitted: June 06, 2008

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