Dying Soul Poem by Amy Hang

The inside of me...
Hurts so much.
I have my man.
He hurt me before.

He did broke up with me,
And I got him back.
But why does it still hurt still?
Am I afraid of losing him again?

I seriously don't want that to happen....
I feel the need of crying.
I'm dying, we are so far apart.
I have to hold him.

I need to touch his soft neck,
I need to hear our song in his chest.
I need to look at his gorgeous eyes.
My soul is dying!

I love him so much.
My heart beat skips
When our lips touch,
And just knowing he's here in my arm.

When he's not in my appearance,
My heart pounds with an ache,
My soul.....
Begins to die.

-Amy Hang
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June 1,2009