Don't leave me in this cold, the cold chill of life, Don't go away, For I love you and life without you would just be a cold chill, A cold chill forming into an arising mist, The mist forming a barrier, Blocking all hope for life, Then the mist grows tighter and tighter until it starts to choke Choking all life from me, Then on the ground, the cold ground, I die.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem to a friend.
I loved this friend dearly, and many
times she thought she might end it all.
This just expressed that I needed her.
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