Wait

I place myself in certain spots and
Wait.
It might happen it might not but I
Wait.
Standing there feeling so very isolated I
Wait.
Hoping maybe just dreaming, I
Wait.
The scenery is beautiful, my eyes wander as I
Wait
I look at you and I
Wait
I just stand there and
Wait.
I wait there till my feet become sore, but there I
Wait
A tear rolls down my cheek, I
Wait
I kill myself, there no longer is a
Wait.
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