Untitled 5 Poem by xx3 mikki

Untitled 5



False hope
Is raw hurt
Love is such a false term
Thrown out at false times
What does it even mean?
I'm sick of wondering,
Sick of wanting and waiting.
I want this NOW.

Thursday, August 28, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: sick
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