You’re Not There (pt2)

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I keep going back to the place where we first met

Guess I’m hoping that I’ll met you again

Strangers all I see instead

And they’re nothing like you

Sometimes, I sit there and wait all night

Our friends and family get concerned

But I tell them that I’m all right

I’m just waiting for an answer

Why should I go home when you’re not there?

Can somebody answer me?

Why should I go home if you’re not there?

I try so hard to go inside

But I can’t

Cause I know you won’t be there

For my life to have any worth

I really need you to be here

J.W.Hankins

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  1. Such a sad but romantic poem.

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