Painful Incertitude
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Sandra Feldman
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My blood runs cold,
My blood runs hot,
My blood runs where,
I want it not,
Not hearing even,
One soft word,
Makes me so nervous,
I turn to tears,
And I start spinning,
Like a million Spheres.
Where have you gone?
Where are you now?
I cannot see you,
I don't know how?
I will survive,
Without you near
For you're to me
So very dear!
Bu şiiri puanla
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