Placebo

Placebo

A Poem by Chare
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Is a huge empty room with whites, blues and greens dense smoke.
There is a table in the middle where it just fit my feet, a cup of beer, my cigarettes and the remote of the TV.
The room has your name. I come here when I am just waiting for you.
Everything makes me feel bored so fast when you are far.
No, I am not bored. I am just Mad because you are upset, because you don't feel good, because you had a bad day.
And I just can wait. But I am selfish.
In distance the only thing I can do is to come to this room. And wait. Trying to drink patience.

© 2017 Chare


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great piece.looking forward to more

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chare

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much for read and comment!
took a turn that I ended up loving, definitely impressed

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chare

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much for reading and give your opinion!! Is something very personal that took me time t.. read more
Lumumba Adam Naro

6 Years Ago

I could literally see the room as you described it.great poem
Chare

6 Years Ago

Cool!!! At least I wish to be there haha

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Chare
Chare

Waukesha , WI



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I am still learning English so, have patience with me. I like to writing but I don't always have the patience to read any kind of books, they have to trap me. My soul is a rollercoaster and sometimes .. more..

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