Waiting
Im waiting for youlike i always do
sitting here alone
starring at the phone
Where are you?
What should i do?
This is just not right
when ur nowhere in sight
You should be here
and we should be near
but no, we're not
and i feel trapped and caught
Wondering, as i wait
why is it that your late
you always are
so stop going to the bar
you need to stop and think
before you take that drink
one is fine,
but after drinking nine....
UGH WILL U STOP!
Poetry by blondie
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Written on 2006-07-27 at 21:51
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