Cold.

by Lindsay   Apr 27, 2008


Our final words are said
Good-bye, Good-bye.
My mind's alive, but my heart is dead.
Good-bye forever.

Harsh words redeem our love.
to speak our troubles aloud.
too bad you & I were never thought of
good-bye for only now.

shaken, but never spoken.
secrets that shouldn't be told.
wait 'til the bird has awoken,
and your lungs breathe a breath of cold.

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  • 16 years ago

    by she

    Shaken, but never spoken.
    secrets that shouldn't be told.
    wait 'til the bird has awoken,
    and your lungs breathe a breath of cold-
    like it
    good job