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May 2011
Usually
The hardest things to realize are the things you already know
Mask on, eyes covered, perception altered
Only concerned about the right here and the right now
And once you get your wake-up call, it’s never soon enough
So you call the front desk
And you yell
And scream
And cry
And yell
Cursing more than a drunken sailor
Earning more soap sponsored mouth washes than your mother could bear
And as soon as you hang up that phone
You realize it’s no one’s fault but your own

Well you know how they say
It’s better late than never
So I’ll sit outside your doorstep
And wait
And wait
And wait until forever

I would say that I want to be with you forever
But forever wouldn’t nearly be long enough
Written by
Kate Joseph
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