Answering Machine Date: Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 08:34:05 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: hooray_its_jen It doesn't matter anymore, It's the ending. It's the answering machine when I call my best friend's number After a day of forced smiles And a night filled with tears. It doesn't matter anymore, Because he... He turned away when I needed it to be the Beginning. "Hi, we're not here right now." I guess you never were. Where's the beginning? This poem is Copyright © hooray_its_jen Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=96536