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Missing Pieces
It is quiet here without you
I can sleep now without worry
All the rough edges blur
Into the corners of my memory
Still I cannot forget when
You were here and I
Held you close
The fresh clean smell of
Your still wet hair
The way your body
Curved into mine and
How I always woke up
With my arms around you
Your breathing deep and even
I miss waking up next to you
Brushing my hand across your cheek
And the way you curled
Like a doll in the middle of the bed
You took all the sweet things
With you when you left
The excitement and the joy
I miss the softness of you
Gone forever now
I can sleep now without worry
All the rough edges blur
Into the corners of my memory
Still I cannot forget when
You were here and I
Held you close
The fresh clean smell of
Your still wet hair
The way your body
Curved into mine and
How I always woke up
With my arms around you
Your breathing deep and even
I miss waking up next to you
Brushing my hand across your cheek
And the way you curled
Like a doll in the middle of the bed
You took all the sweet things
With you when you left
The excitement and the joy
I miss the softness of you
Gone forever now
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