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waiting...

im waiting here
looking at the rain smear..
its cold , i got nothing
to hold.

because im waiting
waiting for you to show your face
but theres no trace

why leave me standing
its not fair i cant see you
anywhere..

think of me while im wating
i bet you wont..
as i think the cold hits
my throat..

standing in the street
watching peoples feet...
as the rain splashes
and falls like ashes

you dont care
oh look i can see you
over there
but by looks of your face
you dont wanna be in this place..

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  • written-in-ink
    September 7

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    wow

    very nice

    i have been there before trust me

    gah have i been there

    love the place that you took this
    it was very
    very nice

    thank you so much and good luck

  • broken-angel
    August 12
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    great write xx
  • ecrivain01 silver member
    July 29
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    Sorry that you are ...

    going through a rough time.

    Good luck with your writing in the future.