Blank Pages
I stare at the blank page
And wonder where to begin
Since I have run out of words of dismay
My heart gives me ink no more
I’d die to hear your voice again
And I wait for hours on end
But you kill me when you do call
You talk as if you dialed a stranger
I’m left more bereft with every conversation
You trying to phase me out
Me crawling to get back in
I go seeking bigger troubles
Then the one that already besieges me
The “I miss you” means nothing to you
For it seems now that I was the only one there
You left long before
Throwing me a casual adieu
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