Bye bye, so long, sad cry of a love went dry
I sent you a "dear Jane" missile.
It sailed through the cyber sky
And tore your heart asunder
Or so you claimed.
In retaliation, you fired back a denunciation,
Calling me all kinds of names,
And cursing my soul be damned in Hell.
You wished me dead or not, I couldn't tell.
All I knew that you were full of bile.
You were not the same girl with a sweet smile
That used to make my heart flutter
Your bitter voicemail made me shudder
In realizing of how close to damnation I could be.
Roberto Wissai
August 29. 2011
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