Category : Poems

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If you stopped talking because words are not enough
Whistle instead, let me know you're still there

See, cold and lonely nights are here
To squeeze me and fold me until I give up my breath
I know that if you were here beside me we could have win this death

Home sweet home, yes with you
It use to be our dreams on separate beds

And on our thoughts that we disappear for a second the heart is where you can't fade away

Not what I can see and hold now
How silly distance is, this heart feels sick

Although we happened to be like the unseen
We're not a strange thing, not even a bit
If I can still here from here the way your heart beats