TortureA Poem by Dante BalintyneI sit and wait for what seems like days For something that I have wanted for so long in so many ways I sit and wait for it every day Wondering if I will ever see the prize that makes it worth it to stay The more and more I stare around I start to understand that I will never hear the peaceful sound Of the voice of the one I love The one I constantly think and dream of Eventually days and weeks go by And I ask myself why Why do I have to go through this endless mind maze When all I want is to be with her for an endless amount of days © 2012 Dante Balintyne |
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1 Review Added on March 9, 2009 Last Updated on February 29, 2012 AuthorDante BalintyneHarrison Twp., MIAboutWell...saying I wear my emotions on my sleave is a bit of an understatement. I think of all the changes that I have gone through emotionally and I almost cant believe it. I started writing when I star.. more..Writing
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