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A lazy soul

My heart is gold

but my hands are cold

my magic words

hidden and frozen

for  too long,

I was told.

 

wondering now

Am I too late?

or

Perhaps too old?

To pen a painful write

from a lazy soul.

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Written by
sharina-saad
Malaysian
Published
Dec 29, 2017
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12·40
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I have been gone for too long now.

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