Sound of the phone ringing,
It never seems to fade away.
The constant need of you in my heart,
It never seems to fade away.
The visual of your deep jaded eyes,
It never seems to fade away.
The memory of our previous fight,
It never seems to fade away.
The pain in my heart, when I answered the call,
It never seems to fade away.
Tell me now, Love.
Was that text, that necessary?
That you ended up losing your life.
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PoetryShe was a rising star I were a setting sun Both parallel forever Together was never done... Highest ranking #27 in Poetry
