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No More Waiting Wishes
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December 2012 A smile on my face, weird it seems
i finally withdrew myself from my dreams,
no more teams, no more waiting wishes,
no more hoping, no more hating kisses,
a face in the crowd, a memory on a wall,
not like i try to search for you at all,
tried to not fall, used extreme caution,
made sure the clock kept turnin, no pausin,
it's gettin close to the day i'll reach my fate,
a spirit translucent waiting outside heavens gate,
just to mistake a book by its cover,
hell awaits me, only to be saved by a lover,
can't be any other, no more room for pain,
or new memories inside of my brain,
take my train of thought and derail it quickly,
so i never realize you were ever here with me.
sounds like a runaway
sounds like a runaway train....lost into oblivion. good write. very deep.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
its kinda like riding a train
its kinda like riding a train in oblivion believe me
thx for the read & comment like always :)
can you hear me now?