My first poem on here. o.0 Tell me what you think?
He waits for his moment to come.
He waits for the sound of her voice to sooth his soul.
But what does he know?
For he has no soul.
For he has dug himself a hole.
He tries to climb out and see his light.
But all he sees is an enternal fright.
But his soul is strong and he can fight,
But why does he have to fight?
After all, he has lost his right.
But that doesn't matter to him.
He's compelled to see.
What love can be.
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