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Prank Calls

I dialed your number....

my hands repeating something they've known all too well in the past

and I grasped the phone in great anticipation listening to your tone

but when you said hello you were greeted by my silence

What could I really say?

...it wouldn't change a thing

I just let the static eat away

The radiation light up my brain

and the heat in my cheeks cool

as you ended this strange encounter with someone unknown

But you knew me once

you shook me once

At one point I was your world

but now I am just your pathetic prank caller

leaving you waiting on my word

which we both know is shot to hell

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danielle-rose
American
Published
Apr 17, 2013
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