Poetry · Writing

waiting on the floor; deleting the quit

i wouldn’t let this go

i wouldn’t let this die

i’m not your average guy

i’m not going to dig an empty grave and wait

i’ll show you everyday

i’ll show you that i’m that fucking guy

every day

every moment

waiting for our next dance

waiting for our favorite song

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