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Slowly, tormenting heart achingly slowly,
Time seems to pass.
It waits, always waiting, alone.
Weighed down by years of silent tears,
The screams that know one knew existed.
The troubles, the torment,
Soon to be put too rest.
As death slowly claims each broken soul,
That’s ever walked this earth.
Patiently, ever so patiently it sits,
Waiting for its turn.
As one by one those near it die,
Always anticipating the day,
When it to may join the sky.
Silently, ever so silently,
It sits alone and waits,
Waits… until…
-Heather Adrian
Sunday May 20th 2007
 XxThe-Taste-Of-SinxX · Wed May 23, 2007 @ 12:08am · 0 Comments |
