Phone CallA Poem by barbwireYou 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.
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