The only way is ceasing waiting
so many promises
with every breath I’m baiting
I’m still tired
and the moment persists in absence
Can’t you just
Cut the flowery crap
and make sense?
It isn’t much but
tomorrow there’ll be another
hardly rates
but day after he will have a brother
I’ll never match the stars
or the children of man
the only way is to do
something
anything you can
what
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