i had kept for years <br />waiting for u to call <br />now u r trying to apologize <br />as we met in a mall <br />you ask me if its late <br />no, not at all <br />now that i have <br />no heart no soul <br />and that there is <br />no lower place to fall <br />u can whenever <br />u feel like it, call <br />but there is nothing left in me <br />that u haven`t already stole <br />so leave me alone <br />whenever u see me in a mall<br /><br />Tareq Jalabi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-more-72/
