Waiting For You
This is a poem about waiting for someone you love. I don't know why I wrote it. I just did.
I've been standing here in the cold
My heart is sold
I'm in a bad mood
You're just so rude
I hate you dude
How could you leave me here?
You said you'd meet me there
And now you left me
Standing under an old oak tree
How could you
Why would you
Leave me here out in the cold
I thought your heart was made of gold
Obviously I was wrong
My heart is sold
I'm in a bad mood
You're just so rude
I hate you dude
How could you leave me here?
You said you'd meet me there
And now you left me
Standing under an old oak tree
How could you
Why would you
Leave me here out in the cold
I thought your heart was made of gold
Obviously I was wrong
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