the missing...
what happens to one when you are missing?
people search for you
in every nook, rock and cranny
in vain or in hope
that they may see you again
"we miss you"
they whisper loudly
"we miss you"
they shout silently
no stone unturned
you live in the hearts of men
ever so effervescent
the image they hold to
in hopes you turn up around the corner
behind that tree
and say hello
with that smile of yours
that can only bring bliss and end countless worries
"hurry - we miss you" - they utter once more
one glitch in the search
the lost does not want to be found
only that the miss-ee
no longer misses the miss-or - anymore...
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