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What the Hell, Wait, Wait......!!!!

Poetry By: NeverMore
True confessions


a mystery of an unknow person feeling everything aroud him/her, you never know.


Submitted:Jan 21, 2010    Reads: 77    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


Stay, Wait.

Eyes need to breathe,

The hard worn out floor,

The struck feeling of a hand on my waist.

Take me away,

Looking both ways,

My head constantly moving,

My feet and legs dont touch ground.

Losing my voice,

Moving my abstract mouth,

Arms reach, can't grab what i want,

pushed into a dark place.

Closing my eyes,

irritating motions,

crawling down my face,

No emotions started.

The hard worn out floor,

Paint chips hanging from above,

dust crawls together,

going to sleep at once,

opens no more.





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