Waiting Game Poem by Domenic Antonelli
Waiting Game
What is this a waiting game.
Whats the point there's no fame.
How about next move wins.
That'll end the game.
But all my moves are over.
I've made my tries and lost.
I put my heart into this game and lost.
All I want is for the game to end.
The sooner the better.
The shorter the pain.
The faster someone smiles and someone cries.
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8/28/2026 5:06:08 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
very short but a very good message of impatience and irritation keep writing