What would you do if the last breath I take, is before the hour that you wake? And the words you've placed within my ear, land on my heart, fore I cannot hear. The touch you feel, so cold and bare. You've shared your love, so my soul I share. Within my eyes you see abyss, nd the mouth that spoke you shall not kiss. To get me back what would you give? Why does it take someone to die, to appreciate someone that lives?
Thanks this has been added to our playlists here, and on facebook, :)
PoetryETrain 5 months ago