Waiting
Walking on a rope,Trying to balance,
Her feet is slipping,
No harness is worn.
Trying to reach the flag of salvation
How much longer could she stand?
All this waiting is frustrating
No one could reach out for hand.
What if I just let my self go,
Would it change a thing?
What if I tried to walk?
Would I get to the end?
Poetry by krii
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Written on 2011-07-14 at 10:43
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