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Broken Phone Love

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I should have remembered
Love doesn’t last forever
I pick up my phone
Dial your number
Hoping you aren’t
In a deep slumber
It rang once
Twice
Then I heard a Hello
Your voice sounded so sad
So low
I immediately asked what was wrong
Your hesitation took too long
You sighed
At that moment
A part of me died
A whisper
I love you
Escaped my lips
And tears began to fall
This really was the end
After all
You whispered my name
I had a spark of
Hope
That this broken love
Could be saved
And our hearts would be sewn
But the last thing I heard
Was the dial
Tone





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