it is past 11
i'm sitting on
my bed
just made
somehow rumpled
you are driving, driving
talking talking
it is hard to follow
you.
being honest with myself
hurts
being honest with you
hurts
things were so orderly
and now i'm
losing my voice
please just stay on the phone
and don't be too angry
please keep talking
and i'll try to
believe
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