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By Zero #1 Date: 2001 Jun 29 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.29.12.29.31896]] |
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(*dial*) (Beep-Beep-Beep) Was it you on the line, when I heard that busy tone, A constant blaring reminder, of loneliness on my phone, that Beep-Beep-Beep, A timer within it's own right, What was it you were saying, and to whom was it going, Those kind of questions --- never asked, but always needing --- knowing, Was it someone else today with whom your face was playing Or ontop of someone's lovely couch, that you were naked, laying, I never ask myself these my heart content with charms, for I knew you weren't on the other line, because you were in my arms. (*click*) |