i stare at the phone
no more call, no more news from you
tick-tack, another day passed
where no shadow appeared
and voice of you becomes vague
no more lies this time
no more tears
no more hope
only thoughts of you
lingering in my dreams
and every morning, each day I wake up
a five minute remedy to my soul, a new source of happiness came blewing my soul
a five minute with you
...of loneliness
...of pain
...of wishful thinking
a five minute that I can own you
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