Missing You
the night
always ment
the most
to me
i know
its something
you could
never see
i always
thought
it was best
laying next
to you
in the gloom
of night
holding each other
where nothing
would ever
give us fright
i miss those nights
i miss layinng
next to you
in that deep
and loving
gloom
i guess
i just
miss you
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