my death sits quiet
resting on the curb
watching as I pass
I look to see if she
will rise as I pass
though I look for her
with expectation
I can wait, I can wait
resting on the curb
watching as I pass
I look to see if she
will rise as I pass
though I look for her
with expectation
I can wait, I can wait
posted by Thomas Thomas at
3/22/2009
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