Anthony Zeigler



Your hugs may be warm
But your heart is so cold
So many things about you
That i dont want to unfold


You cared about me
but i guess that was pretend
You seem to be so nice
But your so cold in the end


Every time i see you
I shiver
You always have some type
Of bad message to deliver


So cold that i cant stand
So cold that i froze
You're just so cold
Not the cold that makes snot run from your nose


The kind of cold
That you possess in your heart
You're not warm at all
You were cold from the start


The outside of you is the comfort zone
But the inside of you is a hell hold
Yet you try to look so warm
But its a mystery that has to unfold


You told me to get away
You told me to die
Did you expect me to kill myself?
Did you really expect me to cry

You're so cold that
that i became cold
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As this story is told

No more will i shiver
No more will i shake
No more will i deal with your lies
No more will you be real, cause your fake

No more will i believe in you
No more in you will i trust
Do i really have to get away from you?
Of course, its a must

You killed my warmth
With your dark evil cold
Not knowing when your telling the truth
But only when a lie is told.

I dont see you as someone
Who has a heart of gold.
Your heart is black and stone because you're so

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 31, 2011

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Comments about Cold by Anthony Zeigler

  • Allemagne RoßmannAllemagne Roßmann (8/30/2011 6:04:00 PM)

    Cold rush.......sermon for forthcoming winter find its way in your words....felt like you freezed the ice so melted long closing all your fingers into a punch of words and now want to be frozen...i am too..amazing write..keep it up

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