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I do not know,
For what exactly I am waiting for.
Lost in time,
Eternity's hour.
Is it wasting away?
The warmth of life,
Is it going astray?
I do not know,
For what exactly, I stop for.
Frozen in time,
Shattered Glass,
Falling snow,
The painted picture.
I do not know,
For what exactily I am running from.
Perhaps for freedom,
Perhaps from Fear;
I have ran for so long,
The airy breeze dries my tears.
I have ran so long,
The chatter and noise grows seldom.
I cannot hear, I cannot speak, I cannot see,
I cannot touch, I cannot smell.
I cannot breathe.
- Title: Waiting
- Artist: Faifey
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- Date: 09/27/2009
- Tags: waiting
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Faifey - 10/11/2009
- I didn't realize I was writting in such a way. I don't read emo. But thankx in believeing in potential.
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- Cocoskitten - 10/06/2009
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The phrases in your first and second stanzas are seriously overused by emo poets in histrionics. Don't mimic their patheticness.
I really believe there is potential in your and your writing. Be original. - Report As Spam