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Like this, Now by Tricia Bricker

Like this, Now

by Tricia Bricker

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Missing you like this now,

when I'm all alone

and the silence it too, much to bear

and my eyes are too, exhausted to cry for some relief

some air . . .

Missing you like this now,

when I can't make sense of now

let alone tomorrow

and the brave inhibitions I'm trying to save

drown in sorry...

Missing you like this, now

makes me believe I'm alive

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