Never more shall you
Holler out my name
Just to seek acquiesce
Of your already set plans
Never more will be the calls
At the exact moment
That’s right. just to pull a
Mini verbal con, ending in climax
Never more a juicy
Tale of gossip will I hear
While you provide the added
Embellishments in jest
Never more will I see
A sliver of smile breaking
The cloud of suffering –
Because there isn’t any left.
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