You Came As Cold,
Leaving Back You Made Things Go Old,

Had Little Moments Withhold,
With An Essence To Behold.

Took With You So Many Briefs,
Might Would Have Been No Deep.

Because The Reasons That I Gave Had No Fairity,
For They Were Revealed To Some Unexpected Reality,

Had Lot Much To Bare,
Because No More Could Have Had,
The Sharing Like It Was Expressed,
Within That Little Span Full With...