Tuesday, May 12, 2009

fears

hey, I was hoping for an email or a call.
I like to hear your voice before I go to bed...

Don't you like to hear mine? (maybe not) oh well.
Oh, you probably were talking to somebody else,
Nothing left for me.
No, you and they are the real match.
Awful sorry they're playing so hard to get.

maybe someday it will happen.
and hopefully, I'll be
dead.

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