Wipe away the tears,
That show the pain in years.
That I thought was my own,
All I held so dear.
I sit beside the phone,
Carelessly alone,
I hear a voice in my head,
I know it is dead.
And as I cried,
All it said,
Sitting by my side,
There’s no place to hide
-9/23 (1993? 1994?)
Dana
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