Waiting.
We’ve been waiting- only waiting-
Watching, sitting, fearing, hating-
We are captives, quickly fading
Into silence. Into death.
Quietly we find tomorrow,
Cutting evil, bleeding sorrow,
Piercing hearts with pretty arrows.
Killing stillness. Wasting breath.
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