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Patience
In the meantime,
I'll reflect,
Days, or was it weeks,
Past the moments where smiles were shown,
and sorrow was fleeting,
Digging graves seems so simple now,
looking back on the occasion,
Should have ended its misery,
but my fault is that of a lover,
i care too much for those who would be so little,
and show not much more,
Ill ask again for my patience,
and suffer if it's required of me.
