In love with a glorious pain in the ass some year back, we had a fight and I wrote the following poem after trying repeatedly to reach her by phone. She was ignoring my calls. We both knew it.
Ring Ring Ring
I have something to tell you.
Ring Ring Ring
It’s swelling up; I’m yelling now!
Ring Ring Ring
I had something to tell you.
Ring Ring Ring
I hate this fucking sound!
Ring Ring Ring
I’m gonna break the fucking ground!
Ring Ring Ring
I hear it as I slam it down.
Ring Ring Ring
Fuck this place. I’m leaving town.
Ring Ring Ring
Every ring you’re being proud.
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