And if he doesn't call
Will you continue to blame yourself
He was never yours to begin with.
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Endlessly Falling
PoetryI have a slight problem. It is banal. Inconsiderable. Inconsequential. Insipid, vain, and trivial. Some might even some vapid or nugatory. So frivolous. But, to me it is kind of a biggie. Here's the deal. I have a problem with falling in love... re...
Waiting
And if he doesn't call
Will you continue to blame yourself
He was never yours to begin with.
