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Oct 2014
waiting, waiting, waiting
and waiting
for a sign
that'll keep me alive
while the blade dives
and the blood shines
down my wrist
and my fist
pounds against the wall
and that one call
still keeps me
waiting

- j.m
josie
Written by
josie  21/F/texas
(21/F/texas)   
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