Where are you now
Here I am
Waiting for you to come home
Will you come?
But I've got tired of waiting
Every seconds counting
Baby keep on running
Coz my faith for you is slowly fading.
Here's the finish line
Here I am standin'
Will you be fine,
If I will lose hope of waitin'?
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"Maybe, sometimes letting go is not that bad, right? I mean when your situation is already toxic and it holds nothing but frustration. Maybe letting go is a best choice..."
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Her PEN (Personal Expressions of No One Sees)
PoetryOne's experiences and thought can be engrave in words. It sights different emotion, expression and an unexplainable feelings that only word can say. But why we want it this way? We write, because we want to; We express, because we are human bound...
