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Would it be better to delay the message? Leave it imprinted in my brain Let it boil and fester, Let it soak up all the pain? Do I let it become so massive That I just cannot relay it? That I call you to tell you I love you and I miss you And hang up when you answer it? Should I even bother? I've let it go too far That our friendships slowly turning out To be a dying star? I want to call you I miss your voice I miss your jokes I miss you But I'm scared that it'll sound like excuses I'm worried that there's no weight I feel like I can't breathe Because it's all too late
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May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 11:01 PM UTC
Too Late
Would it be better to delay the message? Leave it imprinted in my brain Let it boil and fester, Let it soak up all the pain? Do I let it become so massive That I just cannot relay it? That I call you to tell you I love you and I miss you And hang up when you answer it? Should I even bother? I've let it go too far That our friendships slowly turning out To be a dying star? I want to call you I miss your voice I miss your jokes I miss you But I'm scared that it'll sound like excuses I'm worried that there's no weight I feel like I can't breathe Because it's all too late
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19/F/Australia
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 11:01 PM UTC
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