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Empty Chair
 
I saw him sitting at the furthest table in the corner of the room,

He looked so sad and lonely to be sitting there with out you

I wanted to run and squeeze him tight and wring out all his blues

But sit and talk was all I could muster myself to come and do

of course all chatter and laughter revolved only around you-know-who

About how we loved and missed you and how much you would have loved to be there too

I left him later to his little corner of the room

Still sadden by the thought of him sitting there alone with out you

R.I.P.

TITI CARMEN

2-27-07

By ohohlookitzme

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