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Author: Nianko
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Romance/General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-21-07 - Updated: 03-22-07 - Complete - id:2336847

The Phone by Nianko

Hi, I hope you don’t mind me calling in so late

Could you please pick up the phone

Because out here it’s a bit cold

And lonely without your voice

Uups

I’m doing it again

I do hope you understand

So could you please pick up the phone?

And no one listening to a word I’m saying

There’s nothing here worth saving

And I can’t see the ending of this song

Hi, like I said hope you don’t mind me calling

And yes I know it’s late

And yes, I’m sorry to bother you again

No it’s alright go back to your things

Line goes dead

Ah... hi, it’s me again

I know that I’m being a pain

But I’m sorry okay?

But could you just pick up the damn phone

And listen to a word I’m saying?

Because I don’t think I’m asking too much

And you’re not listening to a word I’m saying!

There is nothing here worth saving

And I don’t know how to end this song

And you never listened to a word I said

And there was never anything to be saved

And I still can’t see the ending of this song



© Copyright 2007 Nianko (FictionPress ID:423675).


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