Your voice is so different
when heard through lyrical perfection
and faulty guitar chords.
Receiving such a package brought only resentment
for the lack of representation on your part.
The irony in the situation,
are the eraser marks on my memory
and my voice hiding inside your telephone.
That is where it has always been kept,
just in case you feel like returning the friendship.
The phases come and go but,
maybe I'm just neurotic.
Shall I strive to keep what I have lost or
understand why things never escalate?
Shall I let go of everything with simple deletion?
Instead of straining my own disgraceful voice,
that has overflown with words too sour to swallow anymore?
There is an overwhelming desire to be knowlegable of track five.
Am I her?
"The saddest woman you've ever known"?
All I know is I wrote a letter and
your right, we disappeared.
At least I am worth .83 cents of delivery costs.
Author notes
basically a song made me cry. i assume its about me, even if it isnt....i relate to extremes with what he wrote.
Written August 30th, 2005
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i love you to ryan my best friend.
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i love this poem, it's even better reading it than hearing it over the phone.... i swear the song is about you.... i love you debi
love ryan -
I told you before, I'll tell you again; this is definitely your best.
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