
I may or may not get my way one day.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 108 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 07-15-12 - id: 3041977
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Waiting, is a tedious thing
It takes great skill
For you feel like you're just longing
As it eats up your will
It takes a special person
To wait for their someone
But put your happy face on,
You're in this for the long run!
Patience is wearing thin
Feelings a mess
Am I ever gonna win?
Please just tell me yes...
When will this torture end?
Will it ever?
Theres only so far one can bend
Until they secer
I'll pray my heart doesn't shatter
Leave it up to fate
Don't know if it will matter
So for now, I just wait
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