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colours never lie

The voice mail

♥Saturday, April 7, 2007


It should be wrong of me.
It is an accusation.

Yet I can't help but detest letting the 10 times tone dial, and get transferred to the voicemail.

The voicemail with the song I secretly am sensitive to.

Should the day come, that I'm about to die, that I need someone to get me out of the rubble,
I suppose it won't be you. For you're always away from your phone, whichever reason it may be.

Computer games it was, car-search it was, watching tv it was, downloading it was, and tonight, what that may have happened domestically it is.

Should you check the log, I'd be registered firmly under the missed, as a regular. And not much of the received.

Day in, day out.



Cookies and cream, Regi @11:59 PM