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Jan 2011
Every time you call my name,
I grow stronger, my heart beats again.
That’s when I think of you
And I swear I can fly.
But you never call
And I never ask why.

Slipping into tragic routine,
Always a different same old thing.
I can feel the hole in my chest
Deepening, getting larger, at best.
Every time it goes to mail.
I shed another tear, but to what ail?

Every time you call my name,
I grow stronger, my heart beats again.
That’s when I think of you
And I swear I can fly.
But you never call
And I never ask why.

And I bought a sound bite, just for you
Though I never hear it ever come through
What a waste of time, money, and space
Well I’m through with you now, so stay out of my face.
I’m tired of the games our time is done
And for what it’s worth, you were never any fun

Every time you call my name,
I grow stronger, my heart beats again.
That’s when I think of you
And I swear I can fly.
But you never called
And I never asked why.
Marissa Wargo
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