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Million and one days

Since I last heard your voice

I miss it so much

Your lack of presence

Haunts our every outing

I do not even know you anymore

How did this happen

You used to be my best friend

It was not long ago

When I was mad

About going without you

For a whole two days

Twas not long ago

That we spoke daily

Your voice is gone

The sight of you here

Has become an unknown thing

How I wish it to be over

I want you so badly

I am sick of this life

But having you back

Would make it so much better