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Waiting in Silence
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Love & Connection In the moment
I should’ve known
That the extent
Was near to come.
In these sorrow months
I despise the memories
Of what used to be
The hours of fulfillment.
What seems the world has moved on
As I am behind the impediment
That keeps me waiting eternally.
The prize has forgotten
Therefore is not worth the labor
I feel the illness of being belittled.
And now I’ve experienced agony.
"...the extent was near..."
Image of finality or closure, endings are hard to feel - slc
omg ur really young and this
omg ur really young and this is an amazing poem i love it keep writing girl!!!!!! i would love to read some more!