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Eternal Waiting (Free verse) by darkhelmet10

Alone I sit, Staring at a wall. First my spirits get lifted, Then of course they fall. I'm sitting here waiting, You're still not here. All I can do is miss you so, And my thoughts are nothing but sincere. Tommorow is too far away, Yesterday was so long in the past. I miss your voice, You need to be here, and fast. So I contine to sit here alone, And again I stare at the wall. But there's nothing I can do, I'm just waiting for you to call.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 10-Feb-04/4:08 AM
Eternal Wiping

Great wipes have little wipes
upon their stains to wipe 'em,
and little wipes have smaller wipes,
and so ad infinitum.

-from 'A Budget of Paradoxes' by A. de Morgan, 1872




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