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Home / Local Writers / Hermeset / Dying of cold, without you. - [C:171] 

It's just this pain that's
ending my life, letting me
over a lake with wind but without
somebody to whisper that loves me.

It's this loneliness that's
killing my hope as my tears
turn cold and hard as ice,
living in this world without
sense and dying of freezing air
without your arms warming me up.
I live like I can in this empty world,
in this full sadness, in this empty life.

Where are your arms to hug me?
Where are your sweet words?
I miss you so much...
Just tell me...
Where are you?

I can't continue breathing,
I can’t continue heart beating...
And with this sharpened tears of clouds
falling from this melancholic sky over me...
You left me alone with nobody,
as the moon did with the sad clouds,
you left me dying with cold...
but without you...

Text added on 04-04-2006, 53 hits. (2 votes)


Readers opinions:
2006-07-15 01:29:20 It sounds like the cold piercing through your heart. ***** walker
2006-05-13 02:56:49 what can I say? I really like how u organized ur thoughts into a beautiful and tender poem,it seems that when somebody is missing in our lifes,everything looks much more sad and lonely than ever before.I really like how u write...there u have my 5 stars. diamond
 
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