Time spent apart
By charleybear
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
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The cigarette smoke billows in a swirling
Cloud
That stings my tired eyes
Worn sore.
If only you knew how each inch of me
Suffered
Then you wouldn't leave me
Stranded
Waiting for the phone to ring
Feeling intense
Pain.
Remembering a thousand dremt memories
Straying from their cage
Watching your face in every moving picture of
Life.
The pulse maintains its beat
Not from a will to live but from
A single line foretold in a song
That reminds me,
However sick I am at heart
Your voice will absorb the
Tears.
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