there’s an empty space
i feel it on my finger
where you placed my ring
i feel it at night
the ocean of space
in our bed where
you used to lay
it’s there in my heart
when i look at our kids
their searching eyes
asking what’s wrong
it’s wrong and its
right all at the same
time, these moments
of emptiness and pain
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nice, yo!
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