segunda-feira, 21 de abril de 2014

Oh you

Oh, how much
I miss your touch,
how I wish you were here.
Oh, how much I want
to take your hand 
and disappear.

Oh, how slowly
the time passes by
when you don't talk to me.
Oh, how cruel
is this way of being free.

Oh, how hurts my soul
the taste of my loneliness.
Oh, how I miss you so,
how deep is this emptiness. 



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