You've waited so long,, my respect for you increase. Yet, I wait. I wait for you to move,, to reveal this is real. Please, don't be afraid of your scars,, when you've seen mine.
Falling short In all long term endeavors Accepted long ago How the sharp word severs The tenative and the cautious The passive and the pensive The hopelessly lost in battle No truce calms the overly defensive