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Missed

Missed

A Poem by Anon135
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You really don't know what you got 'til it's gone.

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I'm sorry I vanished
It's nothing against you
I didn't wish to offend you
I want to come back home

I miss the acceptance of my bed at 6 in the morning
The rejection of it at midnight
I miss the the comfort of my own dynamic room
Even though I'd only obtained sole ownership for an abrupt time

I miss the melodies of the Cubs' game on the tv
Even though I've always despised them
It never failed to welcome me into the morning
Yet I generally refused to comply

And I miss those nights
When troubles were void
When we would make our forts out of pillows and blankets
We would isolate ourselves from the world
Atleast for a little while

I miss the couch which always embraced me
When a bed just wouldn't make the cut
And my stuff animals
Who would accompany me on my nocturnal voyages

I miss knowing that you were just a few steps away
And that not a soul would dare try to hurt me
But who would have imagined
You were the one to hurt me the most

© 2014 Anon135


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Anon135
Only my 2nd piece

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Not bad. Good job.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on April 3, 2011
Last Updated on January 5, 2014
Tags: Crazy Confuse Poetry