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Hopeless Outlet
Poems
Jul 2018
When a Habit turns to pain
I raise my hand up to my ear
Empty without my phone
Maybe it'll happen tomorrow
is what I said about yesterday's tomorrow, because
This is when you would call
This is when you would call
Was told of the end that comes to all good things.
Have you dialed my number only to then take your hand off the latch
of a door where something made of be us
Grunts and screams and moans and pleads
Who do you say "Hey there", to now?
Did their day make you smile?
Laugh in sync?
Did you pause in mid sentence as your eyes saw the time?
Because....
This is when you would call me
This is when you would call me
Why can't you ******* call ME?
***** when what you're used to doesn't exist for you anymore
#call
#phone
#gone
#ex
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Hopeless Outlet
34/M/NYC
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