Jennifer Umansky Poems

I wanna hold his hand'
and feel how it fits mine perfectly.
I wanna look into his eyes,
and see my future.
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The sound of home isn't an
ordinary sound.

It's the sound you hear
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I wont give up
No, not so quick

Ive been through so much
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Well its been a month
and ive given up
Ive got better things to look foreword to.
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What do you see when you look at me?
Cause I see a little grain of sand lost in a sea.

This little grain of sand thats so small and tiny you can barely see it.
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Will I feel this weight on my heart forevor?
Cause it eats me alive everyday.

I physically feel it pushing down on my heart and sinking it down to my stomach.
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I miss him.

I miss looking into his kind eyes.
I miss hugging him, his arms shielding me
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I used to always think of you before I drifted off to sleep.
Most of the time I'd close my eyes and imagine my head on your chest.
If I concentrated enough
I could hear your heart beat in sync with mine,
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My mind scares me.
It forms faces in the dark,
ominous and disturbing.
From the corners of my eye
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