Another fall
And like the leaves soon will be
You're still gone
Think about picking up the phone
But there's no one home
Sometimes in my car
Stuck in traffic
I'll wonder how I got here
And hope you're still somewhere
Other than in my dreams
Which are fewer and fewer
Can't figure much out anymore
But the things I thought brought me light
Don't shine the way they used to
And I never planned for the dark
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That's a beautiful poem.
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