That phone call.

by rick   Nov 25, 2007


Rain,
I was soaking as I opened up my door.
Rushed,
Myself when I heard that awful, awful sound.

Pain,
I heard what you said and I just cried on the floor.
I could not have known,
That my heart would have no reason to go on anymore.

That phone call,
I would never be same.
That phone call,
Why did I not just walk away?

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