Why’d I have to call you

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2012

This time tomorrow I’ll be in Derry Ireland
3461 miles away from you and I
From your invasive soul
Your arms berating me in my dreams
Your heartless eyes trying to avoid my sadden glance
That awkward car ride of awakened death
I’ll be so far even God will forget that you and I ever existed
But I still won’t

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I had a fighting chance before that hug!

written monday night around 6pm

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