at night

at night

A Poem by Moebia
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at night

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Before my world crumbled down
I used to lay in my bed at night
with the telephone in hand, 
pressed to my clammy cheek
leaving pink spots on my face
I used to listen to his words
back when they made me feel something. 
and I let their magnitude flow through me
and hit my bloodstream like THC
I loved him so much more
than he could ever love me.

© 2015 Moebia


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at night

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Added on March 12, 2015
Last Updated on March 18, 2015

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Moebia
Moebia

Somebody's Nosy, TX



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