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I never write poetry, so the form is certainly not right. I'm not looking for critiquing. It serves no other purpose than to maybe get some feelings out and into words. Lol, maybe I'm just trying to make room in my head for a little peace of mind.

No more goodbyes, I've said my last one.
From you, or to you, again I will run.
Lost inside this loneliness, gripping me like fear.
Torn from this, once again, silently falls a tear.
I want to take myself away from here,
and feel the pale blue sky.
To soar these wings to happiness
be free and learn to fly.
I'll show you what I see, and feed you what I taste.
You give this all back to me, remind me not to waste.
Say you miss me with no words.
Say you need me without a kiss.
Holding me from miles away,
Lost inside your bliss.
No more I miss you's
I've said my last one.
From you, or to you,
Again I will run.