With my fiery eyes
warm tears flow like lava
and my pounding heart throbs
in the silence of the night.
I sat alone here.
As i sip the freezing coffee
I feel more coldness coming
from within.
I cry in my solitudes
as the murmurs echoes
repeatedly.
Everytime that I close my eyes
I feel the sadness
What if you were here I asked,
Will I feel the same melancholy
or would I feign the strength?
Will you listen when I sob
and embrace the same iciness?
I just wished
you were here.
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