She’s lying on the floor
her eyes are closed,
her dreams are dead,
her skin as cold as ice.
Why didn’t you tell me she’s stopped breathing?
Why didn’t you tell me her heart’s stopped beating?
Because you are as scared as I am.
What will happen next
in this world where she doesn’t exist
anymore?
My heart breaks.
It shatters into million tiny pieces.
Like needles
they’re cutting your fingers
as you try to fix
my cold heart.
Don’t bother,
there is nothing left to do:
It already died with her soul
Selite:
mom :<
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