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Telephone

Her eyes never left the phone,
She wouldn't miss your call.

The familiar static sounds turned to lullabies
And "this user is busy" became her favourite song.

The days grew long
and nights became lonelier.
Telephone cords tied around like a noose,
and she was chocking on tears.

The day you picked up her call
The room went s i l e n t.
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