People miss you.
They miss your smile,
Sweet innocence.
Stay a while.
Let me keep you.
Let me hear your voice
once more.
You were around more.
You stayed for dinner and
after for dessert.
You kissed the boys,
they were your type.
You led the music ,
and did it with a smile.
Said comments in class
and came to my party.
No talk of fallen things.
Would they love or.......
only miss you more if they
knew you now?
How are you to know if .....
you are never around.
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