Walking on the streets
Watching people go by
I stare down at my feet
Trying not to cry
You left me for war
And have yet to return
My heart aches even more
To see you when I turn
My spirit sits on the swing
In a lonely jungle haven
The strength in my angel wings
Begins to cave in
The moon gives me hope
That you'll return one day
But for now I mope
Wishing to say
"I love you"
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A look into a lovesick girl's heart and life.
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