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Jul 2015
It was 1 o'clock am,
Way 2 late to be up,
I have already had 3 glasses of your favorite wine and,
I was wondering about number 4,
I woke up at 5 today and still asking myself why I hadn't fallen back asleep until 6 but,
That was the thing I couldn't sleep,
Sleeping till 7 was a stretch so I didn't even try,
But then 8 went by
And you left by 9 and I,
Just couldn't seem to get you off my mind
By 10 I was back asleep
And 11 back on my feet
I called you 12 times
But by the 13th time you had finally answered and I
Just simply couldn't remember what I had to say
But to hear the sound of your voice brought me to cry
And I had cried 14 little tears, and then,
I was out of them,
I was out of tears,
I was out of breath,
I was out of wine,
I was out of love,
I was out of answers,
And questions because,
You, broke all my 15 heart strings.
Claire Walters
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Claire Walters  23/F/Pennsylvania
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