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The telephone rings
I knew who he was when i took his name.But somehow knowing just isnt the same late at night..when he's gone. He knows the danger but he does what he does. He calls it duty but i call it love.So here i am, while he's gone..to some foreign land.And i cry cause im all alone.The nights get so cold and long.I try not to think he wont come home. I watch the news, and sometimes i feel sick.And i pray God keeps him safe from harm. And i try not to think he wont come home.Oh im sleeping with the telephone..in my darkest dreams i lose him and blood runs cold and heart stops beating..sometimes i hate how much i love him..but everyday i love him more. I get up i cant take anymore..i reach for him..the telephone rings.
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