Category : Poems

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I buried my whole heart under the snow, 
  It's cold outside, it's hell outside, it's gray. 
 You died on your way home...  I left the house,
   Because I can no longer live there, 
   With thousands of echoes in mind...

I feel your soul everywhere,
  The wind brings your words back,
 But I can't hug you like I did until yesterday,
 Our time is already up.