Phone Converstaion Poem by black rose
Phone Converstaion
you are on the other end...
so i hold back every cry
you ask me if im okay
as you feed me another lie
i told you that i loved you
when i heard the dial tone...
tears streamed down my face
before i could hang up the fone
the lights are off, but i can't sleep
my stomach hurts, i still can't eat
the cuts on my wrists are extremely deep
you'll never see this face again after this week
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