Sent, Now WaitingA Poem by Crimson ApplesI am a fool have been used like a tool have lost and won duels I try, but unknowingly And wait, dreadfully wait for the worst, wishing for anything I wilt in my grave
© 2015 Crimson ApplesAuthor's Note
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