Category : Poems

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 air is cold
Can't feel a thing 
What does it take for you to sing?
A lullaby? A song you made up?
Anything...please anything
Here, have a cup
Of tea...your favorite.
Now will you sing?
I beg of you
I'm sure it won't sting.

The stars are nice, wanna come see?
You can come sit here, right next to me.
It's warm outside, don't you think? 
I'm starting to miss the Winter breeze.

Where are you going?
Why can't you stay?
You're sick? Oh no. That's okay.
You'll get better, you always do.
What? You gotta see someone else too?
Why...you're fading away...
I guess I'll see you another day.

At least in my dream anyway.