LOVER MY MOUTH IS DRY

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Lover my mouth is dry

Like a flower in the desert without water my words will not survive

When I call, you hang up on me my words are grains of sand

Pouring through this phone as more lies perceived,

 

My conversations bakes in the sun without resolute

To hear you laugh with me is my oasis of changing hope

If ones purpose can be simplify then I come just to talk

Humbled

Without respect, without ownership in the man you once saw

 

Our love was in another time in life  

This charter concluded in the greater good of wrong and right

But the question is can a friendship survive

I do not have the words for your forgiveness

In addition, I might never till the day I die