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Pretend Poetry
Poems
Jan 2019
Restored
I never noticed
if people cry like I do
orΒ Β
if they expect a phone call,
when they are lone.
I'm waiting for a call
tonight,
any invitation to take away
my hopelessness.
I can't sleep anymore.
No one called me.
I'm thinking about throwing up
your words,
all night,
instead of waiting for others.
With a glass of wine
i Β΄ll celebrate my own company.
I was sick,
maybe
the cause was you.
- A.
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