All night and day,
'Cause you're not here
You've gone away.
I think my face
Might soon crack,
If you don't hurry
And come back.
The world can't see
The pain I'm in,
Even though I cry
Now and then.
The truth doesn't show
For all to view,
But really, truly
I'm missing you.
I can't wait
'Til you're back here,
Where we can see you
And hold you dear.
Alica Hall
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