Missed Calls

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I'm sick of calling you everyday,
Every single hour,
Every single minute.
Yet you never seem to bother,
To at least view them,
Nor know the problem.

What if something's wrong?
Would you even want to know?
What if you're taking too long?
And I'll be gone,
While you break the vow.

Weren't you supposed to remember me?
For eternity?
Seems like that's not the case anymore.
Seeing as my heart's already sore to the core,
I'll be leaving through that door,
Without saying anything more.

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