Wed, 01/27/2016 - 02:16 -- oreokk

I sit here
painfully, painstakingly
watching minutes fly past,
too fast,
but still too slow
when I know you are on
the other end of the line
dying. I'm trying
to get through. Now
I see you bleeding out,
doubt filling my mind with fear,
wondering if you're still here
or if you're now too far to reach;
my telephone line can't breach heaven.

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