WaitA Poem by AngelAfterlife
Sitting in this
empty house i wait. I wait for your call or for your knock at the door. I wait for your open arms and for your lips on mine. Three days I wait in this empty house. I wait for your call or your knock on the door. I wait for your open arms and for your lips on mine. One week i wait in this empty house. I wait and realize you won't call or knock I wait and realize your arms aren't going to catch me, and your lips aren't going to sooth me. One year I finally left the empty house. I finally stopped waiting for you. I finally gave up on you. I finally realized your love was just a figment of my imagination.
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Added on January 3, 2012 Last Updated on January 3, 2012 AuthorAngelAfterlifeNampa, IDAboutLiving a life that i cant express... except threw words on paper... I live in a world that doesnt understand me... Maybe with my writing you "writers" can see the real me... The name is Angel bor.. more..Writing
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