The Wait.

Beginning


The route of love is

harsh and tough,

Straight as pony hair

but pretty rough.

Words of promise were

fair from oneside,

Blunder and misery

from the other side.

Waited every moment

for her, all the while.

From dawn to dusk

he lost his smile.

Killed his hunger with

pains and scares,

Burried his thirst with

aches and tears.

Appealed himself,should

have loved her more,

So to change her soul

till the core.

افماي

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