Waiting

by David   Jan 30, 2008


I lie here now at a quater to one,
My visions a blur and my eyes are all stung,
I visited places locked deep down inside,
remembered the emotions we would never hide,
Joyless and reckless I stand before thee,
My heart is now bnroken and waining to bleed

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