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Dial Tones

I don't know who to call at 3 am
So silence became my best friend
I thought you were my cure
but in the end you were the sickness
I want to love you like a lover
but I can hardly see you as my friend

I came to see that forevers
can be a day long
our forever was 13 months
until I "went crazy"
and I heard voices in my head

Last night I etched your name into my skin
Can I call you tonight, around 3 am?  
Written by hell-is-black
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