No more love in my cold world
No more tenderness to feel
No more beliefs to be hold
No more dreams to be real
No more heartache
No more pain
No more crying for his sake
No more going Insane
No more being together
No one else to adore
No more happiness or pleasure
No more sweetness only life's sore
No more feeling warm
No more laying on his wide chest
No more sleeping between his amrs
No more feeling rest
Now I'm all alone
No more laughs and fun
All I hear is my bitter moan
Cause my only sun is gone
#TheFuturePoets
#xavierite


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