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Author: MysterydarkPoet
ASL Info:    20/f/Aust
Elite Ratio:    3.13 - 157 /295 /173
Words: 109
Class/Type: Poetry /Longing
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Frail & nimble my fingers reach for the phone
It's winter but there are no blankets to warm me from this cold

You answer my call,
But I choke.
The cord has wound its way around my neck
forming a noose for my throat.
We've done this dance before.

Did I ever stutter so much to begin with?
Were you always this intimidating to talk to?

My tears are falling as you echo a hello,
but there's not enough courage I can muster
to kill this one way conversation

The line clicks.
The hum sends a weight through my bones.
My eyes close.

Submitted on 2014-05-04 03:05:06     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  I like it a lot it really proves how as we grow those we were most close to can sometimes can become complete strangers to us.
| Posted on 2014-05-08 00:00:00 | by blackdemigod13 | [ Reply to This ]

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