Wait

by Something Snetsky   Mar 19, 2005


She waits
Waits for him

Night and day
Not knowing
When he will show

Waiting for torture to arrive
Too weak to tell a soul
her saddest secret ever

Her tears come screaming
Screaming for help
No one comes

Only her torture can hear
Every moment of pain
Wait wait

She's waits being tortured
Then wait she shall
Waiting for death

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