Chrysalis


A house is no longer a home



A man is no longer a husband



Where there was noise now there is quiet



When you see a friend they turn



With silent gaps, conversations are awkward



I look in the mirror and see the same face



But flowers are not as sweet



The sky is not as blue



And it is all for missing you

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