domingo, 13 de janeiro de 2013

Jane poetry

Say you'll haunt me,
In this cold night.
Say you'll haunt me,
'Till the end of times.

I'm dying here, alone,
with nobody to hold my hand,
Nobody to help with the cold,
The ice cold my heart turned out.

I want to feel warmth,
And loved, and desired,
But nobody seems to see me,
Nobody will help me run away,
Running away from me...

Say you'll haunt me,
In this cold night.

Say you'll haunt me,
'Till the end of times.

Say you'll haunt me.
Then I won't feel so lonely,
I'll have your shadow, the thought of you,
Holding hands with me, before I die,
And fall into the empty hole of my soul.

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