Waiting and watching as the time must change.
Waiting for the watching of heartbreak.
I know people change,
I've done it myself.
The bliss off a wind.
The toys on the shelves.
We all change as we grow.
Waiting and watching for five months to pass.
I want a land ever so filled with paths.
As i wait for you,
I watch the sky.
Across my sigt flies a butterfly.
How nice,
Your daydreaming again.
Dear wilted flower get some rest.
In a peaceful land i must go.
Waiting and watching as you may seem to know.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
