

Scribbles of a Mad HeartI wait, hoping for hope, as I always do.Scribbles of a Mad Heart
Waiting each time and every time. Even as the pattern gets monotonous,
I know I would have it no other way.
If I rush, it goes wrong faster, this much is clear. Yet do I take my time, it seems I merely get closer to my goal, before I lose it anyway.
Oh shush! Whining, wailing! Never do any good.
World moves on, and so must I.
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