Swiftly I drift away
On the sea of the unknown
I will also be alone
I hope I see you soon
As the bright moon
Upon my soul, sunlight I breathe
And still I am cold beneath
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Cold Hands, Cold Heart
PuisiSome of us can't speak. But some of us can write. P.s. previously known as poems by the stars Highest Rank: #534 in poetry
