You had never been there
And it’s all that I had cared.
It is up to you
To see me through
As you pile up in my heart;
I can be no more smart.
You may not hold my hand;
Time is flying by
As it paints the sky
You see, I understand.
It’s a lonely little world
The sand just slipped
My wings are clipped
I have been sealed & walled.
You see, my all is lost,
I’m freezing in the frost.
Give me warmth of yours
The touch that cures;
I beg you to be here
I’m freed of all my fears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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