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Wait For Me

Me, a dirty puddle, storm's left over don't stir me up, it only gets me clouded, These gaping wounds need healing somehow, eventually, all won't be grim and doubted. A hurricane of the heart A ruthless destruction of our creation He made our love a disaster Through the stress of complication Wait for me-I don't want to learn by loosing again, Wait for me-A wound needs time to mend Wait for me -let desire and healing trend Wait for me-we can start at the end He sent me broken with a filthy hollow heart, and I was to pompous to write fragile on the side. If you'd like be the rebound and don't play it smart, or wait, while I piece together my pride. You're more than a couple of times You're too much in light of my bottom So, If we're to make it to spring Then stay with me thru this autumn Wait for me- I don't want to learn by loosing again, Wait for me- A wound needs time to mend Wait for me- Let desire and healing trend Wait for me- we can start at the end I'm afraid to rush, not ready for this close approach, I'm afraid we begin while things are undone , I'm afraid while broken more pain will encroach, I'm afraid that by the time I'm ready you'll be gone. So, if you can handle is open honest request, a self detriment to both if we choose to deny, the presence of hurt and the need for this test, before your hello, allow my goodbye... Wait for me- I don't want to learn by loosing again, Wait for me- a wound needs time to mend Wait for me-let desire and healing trend Wait for me- we can start at the end

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Date: 8/17/2017 9:19:00 AM
Beautiful poem
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