Cold Poem by Natasha Dowdy

Cold

Rating: 2.6


The words will be whispered, the lies never told
A cherished heart with no body to hold
A masters grin, and a devils eyes
No truth to his touch
A mortal, he dies
Words unspoken, love untold
Now withered away, my heart turns cold

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Subbaraman N V 13 March 2008

That is a part of our life!

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