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Nov 2012
this is the last
drunk phone call
I'll make
I won't waste
my breathe
ever again

your voice
comes through
the phone
and claims a
stake right
through me

And I know
that I am
yours again

this is the last
drunk phone call
I'll answer
I can't let you
keep pulling me
back in

your name
shows up
on my phone
and I feel
like my heart
is about to
stop

And I know
that I will never
be yours again
imadeitallup
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imadeitallup
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   Tilly, --- and Danielle Rose
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