Phone Call

Phone Call

A Poem by barbwire

You called said you were going to be late.

My luck I can't wait.

For you to never show up.

 

You called said you really missed me.

Its not you that I need to see.

Please forget thee.

 

You called said you were sorry.

Here's the story.

When I had time to myself I was in my glory.

 

Click

 

© 2008 barbwire


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