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[title] => Anniversary night
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[bodytext] => Sittin' here on this bed of roses waiting for his call For after all we've been through this really says it all He misses one date and then its two and on to three it goes I really thought I meant something to him, but who really knows I sit for minutes then its hours waiting for his call I really can't believe I had the nerve to really fall To fall for eyes, his mind, his charm But he promised me forever, and with that he'll do no harm As I wait for his call I sit back and think That this is the last time he sends me to the brink I write a note to my husband thats says, "come get me if you please, Im going home to my moms. When you get tell me how much I mean." I pack my bag slowly but surely getting the things I need If only he had the decency to show and tell me how much I mean I wouldn't have had to do this and act like I don't care But we all know that sometimes life isn't very fair I'm at moms sittin' still waiting for his call For after all we've been through this really says it all I turn on the tv to try to get some peace Its the news, there's been an accident. What could this mean? They found his car flipped upside down in a ditch it seems I never knew how much this could hurt even in my wildest dreams They found some roses and a card in the front seat It said," Honey im sorry. Ill wanna tell you how much you mean." [comments] => 3 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 75 [informant] => FireStarter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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