Your Voice

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I miss your voice it's driving me mad

Memories of midnight phone calls making me sad

Laying here numb I forget how to breathe
I cough up tears where no one can see

Patience is a virtue that's what they say

Well I've waited centuries for you convey

Also scared that if I hear your smooth voice again

I might feel happiness start to creep in

You ask why that's scarey to me - and this is the truth

I might be dumb enough to say that I truly love you.

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