She sits waiting her bag at her side, her shoes black like night, her jacket long and flowing. She is beautiful her blond hair pulled back, her hand gingerly placed on her lap, her eyes gazing into nothingness. She is untouchable. She is unbreakable. She is unobtainable. Written November 28th, 2001 © on Nov 28 2001 04:42 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"She sits waiting..."
Author:the unwanted freak
Source:AllPoetry
"She sits waiting..." by the unwanted freak
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