Silence. Blackness.
The cool emptyness of being alone.
Peacefulness pervades the air.
A wall. Luke-warm, almost cold.
Apply pressure. Don't apply pressure,
Not yet. Waiting,
For him, for her,
Waiting.
Patience prevails as always.
Waiting for one day past infinity.
Waiting that long if he had to.
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Ok, first stab at poetry. And I'm kinda pleased
Intepretations anyone?
C&C always welcome
Dark
This post has been edited by darkangel447: 07 September 2009 - 12:38 PM

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