Long Distance Love

I hate being without you, sitting here all alone
My curses don't sound the same at the other end of a phone.

It's strange to think we don't see the same sky
But next time we do, you'll have a black eye.

We can never touch, it's just not the same
Specially as you don't cower when I call your name

Your name still resounds in my heart all day
It gives me a headache that won't go away

I'll wait for you here, through thick and through thin
And when you get back I'll bash your face in

The End

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