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Waiting

Drained from the world she stands alone,

Without a partner to come home.

Many people have tried to conquer,

but, have failed to obtain her.

Does she reach for that which does not exist?

Or is she lingering on that soulful wish?

The light of her soul shines bright through her eyes,

& if you look deep in them you can hear her weary cries.

Screaming so loud yet stuck on mute,

Yet she throws them off because she's so cute.

They don't know.. how her heart cramps at night,

& how she holds her pillow o so tight.

Just for pretend to fill the empty space,

Trying hard to imagine him in the pillows place.

Why is he taking so long?

She is waiting, where you belong.

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Jan 20, 2010
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