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Mush on a bus
2 ReviewsMushy poem. Be forewarned.
I long for you
Trying not to stay blue.
I can't shake the feeling,
I so miss you.
To hear your voice,
how I yearn for it.
The hint of a smile,
your face in my mind's eye lit.
I'd like to feel your hand
intertwined in mine,
'cause that would mean you're near
and ev'rything's fine.
Trying not to stay blue.
I can't shake the feeling,
I so miss you.
To hear your voice,
how I yearn for it.
The hint of a smile,
your face in my mind's eye lit.
I'd like to feel your hand
intertwined in mine,
'cause that would mean you're near
and ev'rything's fine.
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