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You make my heart skip a beat Every time I hear my phone Typing out your words so sweet Training my ears to hear the tone Your image in my mind is incomplete Your voice an imagined tone I await the day we are sure to meet Until then I listen for the phone.
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Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 11:31 AM UTC
I Listen for the Phone
You make my heart skip a beat Every time I hear my phone Typing out your words so sweet Training my ears to hear the tone Your image in my mind is incomplete Your voice an imagined tone I await the day we are sure to meet Until then I listen for the phone.
RogueWolfSilver
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Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 11:31 AM UTC
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