Phone Call
A aching in my heart weary
A beautiful night gone dead and dreary
Tonight I got a call
I thought we had it all
When I saw who it was a smile came to me
I couldn't wait to talk and see
What all you had to say
When you were done my face went grey
I can't imagine what I didn't do
I gave it all to you
But it wasn't enough
After the phone call I went through our stuff
Pictures of now dead memories
Clothes left for dust
I thought we had it all
But tonight into the abyss I fall
(On my myspace also)
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-Matthan C. Atherton
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