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Late Night Call |
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Foxyoasis Senior Member
since 2003-06-10
Posts 974Atlantic Beach,Fla 
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Bury my soul instead stiffle my heart its taking to much time. the cracks in my walls are bleeding blood tears. For my real ones are gone out of fear. make a call at 230am,what am I doing my brain saids. why would he want to talk to you he is the one that broke you. chance I took and made the call hung up fast without a pause. He called back wondering who called his phone asking who who? Plain as the day is long I wimper and say I'm sorry it was a mistake,sorry for awakening you Silent corse phone hung up aburt as the waves crash in and out onto the sand fading away my dream castle just mere wet sand. Fool me once shame on you.....Fool me twice shame on me..... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
this is sad  |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
this was indeed painful, butcha know, no one can make you feel anything but you, your in charge, put your heart and soul, into you... Exceptional writing.... |
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Foxyoasis Senior Member
since 2003-06-10
Posts 974Atlantic Beach,Fla |
yes i understand that but at the very least i got a great poem out of the misery Fool me once shame on you.....Fool me twice shame on me..... |
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