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Personal poem about my investments within my dreams, trying to bring them to life. |
| Some people are worth waiting for… Some are simply shown the door… I’ve been holding out my hand Waiting for someone to grab hold Days past, weeks, months then years It was only just a dream Going about my repetitive daily routine You’re physically nowhere to be found My absent, unspoken, silent unrealized dream Yet for you’re love I’ll wait Some people are worth waiting for… Some are simply shown the door… I’ve given away much of myself To find my path and dream Yet I’ll never settle for less Than your love, hand, and kiss Going about living life without love For the fates kept you busy Chasing your dreams down with whiskey Thinking of your love filled dreams Some people are worth waiting for… Some are simply shown the door… I have given away true love Framed you artistically for all eternity My services were no longer required My dreams of true love shattered Nowadays I still create with passion Filling the void within my heart Writing directly from my torn soul To heal that which is broken Some people are worth waiting for… Some are simply shown the door… |
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