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Apr 2016
You call
I can't pick up the phone
I start to tremble inside
Maybe I should just let it ring and brush it aside
Out of sure pride
I am thinking why
I am about to die
The memories rush back in
Of how they lied
I reach down to answer
I stop and pause, right before I decide
Still my feelings cannot be denied
I fold

I pick up

"Hello"

"Hello

Right off the bat
I hear  
I am so sorry I lied
and
Leaving you in the cold
and
Leaving you just standing
Without you understanding

Are you listening
She said
I have something to say

"Yes"

I have cancer
I am about to die

"Pause'
Deafening  
Silence  
Then we both start to cry
I said
I don't care that you lied
That you left me standing
Without any understanding

I will be at your side  
!!
Mark Tilford
Written by
Mark Tilford  Louisville ky
(Louisville ky)   
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   Bek Blanchard
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