Sunday, April 15, 2007

My Loneliness Fits Like A Shoe

You are gone
Off on a trip
I feel all alone
My heart has a rip
So, I sit by the phone
But will you call?
Only time will tell
So, here I sit
Feeling like hell
But what's new?
My loneliness
Is all that I have
It fits like a shoe

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