Note To Mind

Note To Mind short poem

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Where do you go when you are not here,
Sometimes you’re away for days,
Your absence leaves me with such fear,
So scared in a million ways.

You give me no sign that you’ll be gone,
You just up and walk away,
You make it clear that we don’t belong,
Together, at the end of the day.

Some people ask me how you are,
Embarrassed I say, “Oh, fine”
The truth is that you seem so far,
You do this time after time.

I know sometimes I probably do,
‘Cause you to get up and leave,
There are times I’m so angry with you,
To hurt you is all I achieve.

Sometimes I close my eyes and pray,
That soon you will come back home,
I always hope there will come a day,
When you won’t leave me here alone.

So where do you go when you’re not here,
I beg you to hear my plea,
I need you Mind for I am in fear,
When you are not here with me.

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Elegant. Emotional. Excellent. Thank you


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