Poem – Quieted Heart

Alone,

She stands. 

Waiting for nobody.

Waiting for the one to arrive,

For silence.

A quieted heart,

A sad soul. 

She waits. 

For one to never return,

To arrive. 

The clock ticks,

Ticking each minute. 

Each wasted breath,

moment.

To separate the ones,

Those who will never meet again. 

 

 

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