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we used to talk for hours and now i sit alone waiting for the phone the ring.
i tell myself i have much more to do than talk on the phone.
i feel my void of friendlessness with my horse and homework.
But i still wanna talk.
I still want to hear your problems and i still want to hear you say
"it's ok Sara you'll find love"
but now all i hear is
"hey this is my voicem..."
i slam my phone shut and walk away




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