August 23, 2014

Poem: Wither

Don't you know how much I worry?
Don't you know how much I love you?  
Don't you know how much I miss you? 
I want to spend my time with you

Wish that you can feel me
Wish that you can see my love
Wish that you can touch this heart
and know how fragile I am

This soul starts to wither....

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