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Oct 2013
i needed a way out
so i called you
i had to fill myself back up with something that wasn't vile
and i still can't figure out why i thought you could do that for me
39 minutes of small talk
filled with repeated "how are you?'s" for lack of better conversation
39 minutes of small windows of silence hoping you could carry me with your words

instead all i got was 39 minutes of disappointment
once i realized that i had become more empty than before i dialed your number
Marissa Christie
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Marissa Christie  Texas
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