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Call me when your'e ok
Silence filled through the air
As I ruffled daintily through my hair
The scratches on my arm
Left me yet to be warm
As I wait for the familiar sound
How long will it take
Or is she not wake
Who am I kidding but myself
My hopes were to high
And i now need to rest
Where is that sound
That I'm bound to hear
To cheer up my day
I just want to hear what she'll say
Oh, Who am I kidding but myself
My hopes were too high
And i now need to rest
Now i better sleep to forget
That I have played myself
A faint sound was heard in my jeggin
Just before i gave up I heard it again

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This was the first poem i wrote that had a sense of romantic appeal to it so its special in a way.