All these years I've been waiting for something,
A little love, hope, or even a sting.
True happiness has eluded me,
For years and years it has let me be.
Now I find myself, treating it the same way.
Waiting for her, a face without a name.
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Words of Time: A Collection of Poems Throughout The Years
PoetryA collection of poems from my early years, up to the present. Many are about love, but also family, friends, life in general, as well as the struggles many of us face as we discover ourselves. #Wattys2016 #Wattys2019 *Note: Stories with an asterisk...
