Only the lonely

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Somewhat poems

My voice sounds like a screeching drill

Carried by the night

Its so ill sounding

If I called to tell you about my day

Would you listen?

Would you listen to my deathly tone…

I would tell you I love you

Even if you didn’t want to hear it

Because the lonelier I get

The more you need to know

That your still the only one I

Love.


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