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ashen glances

don’t blink

or your

delicate

grey eyes

might sift

away with

the wind,

billowing

like dust

particles

that make

you cry,

coalescing

with empty

air breathing

oxygen,

and leaving

nothing

but a

stray tear

and your

lost memory.

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Impatience

Waiting is

So irritating,

Maddening,

Excruciating,

Boring, and

Time-consuming.

And in the end,

What do you get?

Much ado about

Fucking nothing.

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