I waited, the clock behind me slowly ticking,
My heart pounds with suffocation
Patience is not a virtue easily found,
It's a virtue not given but acquired. For it falls from the soul greater than itself
It's endless if you want it, but you don't. Start reacting.
Patience will reward the smart guys who respect others' time.
I am waiting for something to wait for.
Love, born from silence
Sorry. Can't write about something I don't have. 😅
In the theme of creating a collaborative piece, I want you to help me decide the title of this poem. Comment a title and the most popular one gets picked!
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