Waiting

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I hate waiting..
i think it's irritating..
initially I'm coping..
next thing I notice ,time is going..

then i'd pick my fon and start chatting..
after a while even that gets boring.
then if I'd been sitting..
my back starts aching,

 so I'd get up,and start pacing..
sometimes it affects my mood,next thing you know, I'm frowning..
you know that feeling?? 

Anyway I probably didn't have anything else doing..
but I'd rather be relaxing,
 or maybe squashing..

why are some people so unfeeling..
they'll lie and then leave you hanging..
or they'll come back puppy-eyed,apologising.
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its all good though,these things happen,so I'm not complaining..
#justsayiNg#

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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