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Broken Love
She runs home to make the
call that you make everyday.
She sits and she waits penatiently,
excited, to hear you say you
love her deeply.
Not once she heard the phone
ring, so devastated she went
in her room and fell asleep,
hours turn into days, were is my
love? She wake up from
her sleep, only to feel her tears
kissing her face, broken
heart, she felt so lost. Where she
is right now is very dark,
replaying the image in her head
of them talking on the phone
brings her to fall to her knees.
Then she hears a voice saying
dear his with a girl, that only
want him for one thing,
a dream and a team
and all his
money.
She try going back to sleep
and waking up,
but that voice softly
speaks, and say let him go
because his to young
to know about love.
So she found her self talking
back to the voice that
makes her believe she's only
dreaming, and she will wake
up soon from this
depressing
dream.
So days turn into months;
and like everyday routine
she wait by the phone, then the
phone rings, and it scared her
to only make her jump and
scream.
She pick up the phone and she
hears a familiar voice say hey!
I love you! as those words
came out so slow, she let it play
in her ears like every songs she
loved, Repeat, and she say back,
love shoulda made you call me
like you always do.
But some girl in your head
making you mess up, what you
won't get from no other girl
realness.
Now listen to the phone go click
now your dismiss.
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