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Phone Call

I pick up my phone press send and send again I hear your voice and your words flow out and into my ears They reassure me they calm me down You are my shelter Where I run to when storms are closing in on me I like your talking You know just what to say We can talk for hours though I know you hate telephones you stay for me and I thank you and I thank you You are my shelter Where I run to when storms are closing in on me As our conversation’s ending I get your goodnight and your I love you and now I can now I can sleep well my night is complete You are my shelter Where I run to when storms are closing in on me I love you I love you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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