WaitingA Poem by That_Guyon days you're not here my world stands stillRoses may be Red, And Violets Blue, But none of that matters, When I'm not with you. With matters of the heart, I am unable to start, Without you in my eyes, The failed attempts, And numerous tries. Distance is my trial, Whether it be an inch or a mile, I yearn for your touch, It need not be much. I must get past this lonely time, For once again you shall be mine, As I have for you Roses of Red, And violets dark Blue. No more waiting, For me or for you.
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StatsAuthorThat_GuyAnza, CAAboutFirst off I'm 23 years old. I'm a lover and a fighter. I've competed in various martial arts and I consider myself a rather opposing figure. On the outside you see tattoos, muscles and scars but what .. more..Writing
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