I've been waiting for the moment to pass and go slowly by.
Watch the notions and hear the commotions I'll watch and cry.
Examen the damage and stains as they form to be shown.
I'll remember the moment as it's slowly to be known.
And when the moment comes, you'll be lovingly kissed.
You won't be forgotten, you'll be always missed.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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A poem of taking advantage of the moment and living it and when it is passed missing it with fond memories. Nicely done
Or sitting in a Hospital room waiting for the moment life ends.
That is an anxious and sad moment
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