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"Seven Days"

I spent a week in solitaire,
And with know one would I share,
That time I spent on my own,
Seven days all alone,

So now I write and tell it true,
What a week is like with out you,
I felt the heartache, the pain, and fear,
And that week, it seemed like years,

I did not wish to be apart from you,
But there are times you know it's true,
When what we want is not as clear,
As how we feel or what we fear,

I fear that you will one day leave,
And on that day I shall grieve,
Tears will fall from my eye,
Tears of confusion I will cry,

For on the day that you move on,
That day my baby will be gone,
And after spending one week with out you,
When you leave what will I do.

By: KB