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Do you miss me now that you are gone,
my smile, my touch, the smell of my hair,
The way I always showed you I cared?
Do you miss watching me sleep,
watching me breathe, watching me dream,
The way I always told you my needs?
Do you miss playing games, laughing and talking,
the secrets we shared the plans that we made,
The way I always got my way?
Do you miss my tender heart,
the things I did for you, all the nights we shared,
The way I always played with your hair?
Do you miss the young girl I use to be,
with a sparkle in her eyes, the way I believed in fairy-tales,
The way I thought true love would never die?
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