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Continue counting the minutes. I’ll try to be patient.
After moment, after moment, I’m exhausted.
I do not speak, for fear of messing up his rhythm.
Continue counting the minutes. We sit here in silence.
The world goes on around us, unfortunately unnoticed.
I sit here in amazement, as I witness an amazing achievement.
Continue counting the minutes. I’ve mastered my patience.
I have realized that’s all I’ve accomplished.
We sit here and bask in your glory in silence.
By the time you are finished, so am I.
- by bailybaby972 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/05/2009 |
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Comments (2 Comments)
- TheDarkArtist - 07/06/2009
- Wow, I can really relate to that... fantastic job. I agree, it's very expressive. 5/5
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- AceOfTheHeart - 07/05/2009
- This is a very good poem. you expressed your thoughts and feelings very well. it makes you feel like your caught in the postion the poem describes
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