Oct 2017
I sit here alone
With freezing hands
No warmth of love
No hand to hold
I sit like stone
Remember her touch
The night is freezing
But she is cold
With freezing hands
No warmth of love
No hand to hold
I sit like stone
Remember her touch
The night is freezing
But she is cold
(26/M/India)
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