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I LOVED HIM.
I MISS HIM.
COME BACK TO ME.
I KNOW THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE,
BUT I'LL KEEP WISHING.
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Inspired by the song 'On Call' -hence the title- by the band Kings of Leon...great song, great band, hopefully great poem...?
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I WISH HIS HANDS WOULD STRUM ME LIKE HE DOES HIS GUITAR.
I WISH HIS LIPS WOULD TOUCH MINE,
TENTATIVELY AT FIRST,
THEN WITH A BURNING DESIRE THAT WE..
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I BOB MY HEAD ALONG WITH THE MUSIC,
SINGING ALONG WITH EVERY WORD,
EACH ONE WITH PASSION AND HEART.
AND THEN I SAW HIM.
EYES AS BIG AS NYC,
BECKO..
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I COULD USE A HELPING HAND,
AN ASSISSTANT TO TAKE THE PAIN AWAY.
THE PAIN NEVER ENDS,
COMING IN AND OUT OF EXTREMES.
I WISH IT HAD NEVER BEGUN,
T..
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