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Come Back to Me
by Gregory Wilde  /  poetry  /  28 Jun 2008

Some friends think I'm dead.

Just as well,
I should have died in the well.

Some call and write.

Email and post comments online,
It's all in failed attempts.

I never had much.

The ones I knew are gone,
All that's left are the people that roam.

Come back to me.

I sing before I sleep.

Come back to me.

Give me the life I dreamed.

Come back to me,
The friends that moved on ahead.

The girls that call,
Tell me they're married and doing well.

Come back to me.

The life I dreamed.

Come back to me,
The time where I believed.

Come back to me,
Come back to me,
Come back to me,
Come back to me.

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