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I Miss You


Dear, Alexis.

I know it has been a while

since we last spoke.

Being away isn't my style,

and thinking of you makes me choke.

 

A picture is worth a thousand words,

but I want you to hear my emotion.

I hope you recieved my records,

so you can hear me while I'm on the ocean.

 

I cry for you every night;

knowing you can't hear my sobbs and sighs.

But sit by the ocean and you just might

see my tears and the water level rise.

 

I think of you when I'm in my barrick.

I dream that one day maybe

I'll come home to hold you baby.

Love Derek.

 

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dfod
<p>This poem isn&#39;t a real story of my life.</p>

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