Sick Again

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Home alone and so love sick,

I’m reading all your letters,

Thinking I might find a clue,

Of where it all went wrong,

And I can’t help but think that you,

Were pretending all along,

Your bronze skin glows,

I miss the touch,

And I can hardly stand it

I’m missing you so very much,

But I’ll never admit it.