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Call my name
I called you yesterday
Your voice was still the same
Smooth like silk and baritone
You never said my name
And just like years ago
The conversation was all you
Six years have passed
You still don’t have a clue
Of how I loved you or thought I did
In hindsight in was only lust
Your rejection bred my obsession
A realization that seems unjust
For how could I a poor creature
Who turned myself inside out
Not have been your perfect woman
I was there throughout
The good the bad and the ugly
The other women and the shame
Your penance never present
You never said my name
I know your tricks now
It was always baby honey doll
Because it was all a game to you
To not remember when I call
Your voice was still the same
Smooth like silk and baritone
You never said my name
And just like years ago
The conversation was all you
Six years have passed
You still don’t have a clue
Of how I loved you or thought I did
In hindsight in was only lust
Your rejection bred my obsession
A realization that seems unjust
For how could I a poor creature
Who turned myself inside out
Not have been your perfect woman
I was there throughout
The good the bad and the ugly
The other women and the shame
Your penance never present
You never said my name
I know your tricks now
It was always baby honey doll
Because it was all a game to you
To not remember when I call
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