I miss my baby,
My precious jewel
My inestimable companion of priceless pearls
One with whom lies my heart without fear
I miss my baby,
I Woke up this morning to say hello dear
A habit I had never celebrated so fair
Yet one she always craved and prayed never less
I miss my baby,
Her voice I could barely hold
As time I saw grow really old
With my baby missing from our pleasant home
I miss my baby,
Nothing to me really make sense
With everything as nothing but a filthy mess
Hoping she would speak and bring me back to my usual self.
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