Can they hear me when I call?
Shooting signals in the air
Because I need somebody's help
I can't make it on my own
So I'm giving up myself
Because no ones listening
I've been stranded here and I'm miles away
I've been making signals hoping they save me
I lock myself inside these walls
Because out of there I'm always wrong
I don't think I'm going to make it
I'm sitting here on the eve of my defeat
I write this letter and hope it saves me
Is anybody listening?
Can they hear me when I call?"
He sang with all of his heart. He sang for her. His love. His Juliet. He felt as if they lived the story. All he wanted was her. He needed her. His heart ached. He felt like he should of died. He felt like it should have been him.
All these people stood around him. Listening to this song. To this boy, no this man, proclaim his love. Proclaim his sorrow for what he did. Her friends stood around. All heavy anger washed away. Only now feeling loss. Their good friend was gone. Probably never to be seen again.
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