mineA Poem by IndaMine
The bed is cold even in the summer. You no longer feel his touch. All you can do is remember, But you know it’s not enough.
Talk is talk and nothing more. Life is not what it was before. You miss those who you can no longer see. Even I know you won’t fill that emptiness with me.
Fear and hate go hand in hand. That is something you could never understand. One day you’ll be happy and free. One day soon even if it’s not with me.
You will be confident and strong. No more crying all night long. Strength you will find inside yourself this time. Happiness you will find and you will finally be mine. © 2012 Inda
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1 Review Added on December 17, 2012 Last Updated on December 17, 2012 AuthorIndamiami, FLAboutI love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..Writing
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