Baby Ann
By Ouijammin
I miss you More than a snowflake misses its cloudCrying crystalline tears all the way downMore than a candle misses its flameRobbed of its light which it cannot reclaimMore than a train misses its trackWhen it’s passed and knows that it cannot go backMore than an angel misses its GodAnd misses the heavens from which it’s outlawed More than a man that misses the thingThat he found in one fall and lost in one springI miss you Written September 19th, 2001 © on Sep 19 2001 01:46 AM PST 0 • 8
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"I miss you More than a snowflake misses its cloudCrying crystalline tears all the way downMore than a candle misses its flameRobbed of its light which it cannot reclaimMore than a train misses its trackWhen it’s passed and knows that it cannot go backMore than an angel misses its GodAnd misses the heavens from which it’s outlawed More than a man that misses the thingThat he found in one fall and lost in one springI miss you..."