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Wanting More.

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Published: Dec 2, 2008

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_{Remember those nights we used to share over the telephone?
I used to sit on the bathroom floor and whisper into the phone, never getting caught

You used to get caught all the time.

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I recall that your voice used to be like honey to my ears.
And honey always tastes the sweetest on most days

Most days, I never tasted anything.

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We walked home, sharing music and ideas for parties.
You suggested dark and light

Most likely for your moods.

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There were bruises on your arms from all the trips and falls you went through.
I asked you if you needed help and you replied with-

"Not from someone like you."

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Your eyes were always like a blood orange on Sundays.
You told me it was because you thought God wanted you to be that way

I knew why they were always like that.

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Too many times you would say you loved me.
Your face would show that it was true

But your eyes were full of lies.

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I can still remember back when you lost your dog.
We searched all day and night for three days, never taking a rest.

You declared it dead without emotion.

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You worried me when you were out late at night with your friends.
Coming home with another pretty whore every other night

Always wanting something more.}