Hold my hand through life and death.
Look into my eyes, find my soul.
For I can no longer find it.
I need your warmth, for my hands are cold.
Hug me and keep me close to your heart.
Hold my hand through those doors.
Look at me with those eyes, one last time.
The soul was mine now it is yours.
For you are my wonder.
The one that made life meaningful.
Let my soul sweep through you as I pass on.
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I am Us || Poems and short Novels
PoetryA book where my poems and short stories come to life. "Hold my hand forever, even when death do us part. Hold my hand through the dirt between our coffins. Let us forever feel each others warmth or coldness. For you are my life"
