I'm waiting for the truth,
That you hardly ever speak,
I'm waiting for the fruit,
To endow its honesty,
I'm waiting for your hate,
So it emphasizes fate.
I'm waiting for your anger,
Which will reveal lies.
I'm waiting for your falter,
Exposing soft cries.
I'm waiting for the finale,
That may, may not arrive.
I'm waiting for the wind,
To take you from my side.














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