Somewhere behind the crowd of faces, waits an onlooker, who studies the oblivious beauty quietly. The question is different, yet to no ends do their longings quell. His question is surfacing and her's is a statue among the others that litter her bothered mind.
She longs for a past figure and he long for his fast approaching figure.
Both will find love in the queer of places.
That happy oblivious love.
When will she realize I'm waiting?
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I like the title of the book. " Odds and Ends." Interesting choice of title! :P I beg to differ. It's a rather upbeat day, it just takes a little sunshine and smiles to see it! * points upward * :P Just be patient.
Somewhere behind the crowd of faces, waits an onlooker, who studies the oblivious beauty quietly. The question is different, yet to no ends do their longings quell. His question is surfacing and her's is a statue among the others that litter her bothered mind.
She longs for a past figure and he long for his fast approaching figure.
Both will find love in the queer of places.
That happy oblivious love.
When will she realize I'm waiting?
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I like the title of the book. " Odds and Ends." Interesting choice of title! :P I beg to differ. It's a rather upbeat day, it just takes a little sunshine and smiles to see it! * points upward * :P Just be patient.