April 8, 2011 by Employee of the Fukin Month
Up, down, all around ceaselessly in motion.
Needlessly awaiting a preconceived notion.
Restlessly hoping for a glimpse of your devotion.
Ever waiting and ever hoping that the seas of emotion,
Will drift away or click open.
As I continue to restlessly await your devotion.
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