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Feb 2011
Waiting is the worst,
The unknown is what comes first.

It creeps and crawls,
Your mood leaps and falls.

Conjectures and what if’s,
Like your sanity fell off a cliff.

It eats away at what your all about,
And you give in to these doubts.

Dark and alone,
Cowboy **** *** and a telephone.

Something more to get by,
It's not there and you don’t know why.

One is a prime number and two is an even,
Together is greater and thats a reason.

Time stands still, slumber won’t come.
Nowhere to run.

Everything you can’t see isn’t quite enough,
God ****** its tough.

Morning comes eventually to those who wait,
Not everything is left to fate.

A deed done isn’t gone until your heart makes it so,
Even when you just want it to ******* go.

Theres always hope and Like a rock I’ll be here,
Weathering this rain and waiting for you to shine dear.
Please don’t forget, all my love is yours to get.
Written by
Skogen
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