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In the waiting room, I wait

Its cold outside,
and everything has begun to die;
There I sit by her bedside,
still being denied;
Even near death,
she cant put down her presciption meth;
I beg for her to listen to me,
and open her eyes to see;
Not even now will she say those words,
only making it harder for me to move forward;
I want so badly to hear I'm sorry,
but it just isnt that easy;
Waiting for her to die,
so I can finally let out that long awaited sigh;
until then,
here I am;
in this waiting room,
waiting.

Written by LauraD

Published 21st February 2010 3:09am Read all poems by LauraD
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