Waiting for your call,
just so I can have the chance
to hang up on you.
I don’t believe inthe things that you tell me, orthe smile on your face.
I’m not here right now;
no heart beats within this chest.
Please leave a message.
I am a nightmare,built from the broken piecesof yesterday’s dreams.
Don’t try to fix me;
I’m just fine the way I am,
with or without you.
He left a few marks in all of the wrong places; it couldn’t be helped.
Don’t be so surprisedat the sound of my laughter,the smile on my face.
Sneaking out of bed,out onto the balcony,and over the moon.
I am quite awarethat I have been moving inthe wrong direction.
The sun is fading;farewell to the departed,goodbye to all souls.
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