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BROKEN
Contributed by
robert_edgar_burns
on
Wednesday, 2nd November 2011 @ 10:55:14 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I understand, I'm not the man
To make your dreams come true.
I wait in vain, can't hide the pain,
Expecting to hear from you.
All day alone, waiting by the phone,
To get your promised call.
Your feminine voice, leaves me no choice
But to wait until you do!
Fighting back tears, it seems like years
Since you soothed me with your words.
And Oh your smile, it drives me wild,
As I wrap around your fingers.
Promise no more, just close the door
If I have become a pest.
For I now feel that I am a heel,
To think you'd love me too!
Copyright ©
robert_edgar_burns
... [
2011-11-02 10:55:14] (Date/Time posted on
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