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The Phone Call

Thinking about you
I sit here stareing at the phone
debating whether of not to call you
I pick up the phone and hear the
dail tone,
I sit here stareing at the phone
Thinking about you
I pick up the phone again, I dial your
number, I hear it ring once
But Im to scared to talk to you so
I hang up the phone
I sit here stareing at the phone
I pick up the phone once again and
dial your number, it rings once, twice,
three times, you pick up on the other
end and I hear you say "Hello"
and I say "Baby, I Love You "
I sit here stareing at the phone
Thinking about you,
Im glad I made that call to you.
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Poetry.com 4 out of 5 based on 2 votes.
Slavica Bozic More than 1 year ago
I hope that person is also glad :) good luck!
Evelyn Plante More than 1 year ago
We have all been there.
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