Dearest John by Joe CramerLost and always so very alone
Somehow I find my place home.
I know that if I make it through the day
It will not end in this same way.
Forever searching in the night
To find a way to make my life count, right.
I long for all the right words to say,
I needed you with me here, today. 06/14/1975 Author's Note: ... upon receiving my first "Dear John" letter....
Posted on 08/30/2009 Copyright © 2024 Joe Cramer
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