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Sharing the cold Walking through the mall Just to be with someone around People passing through me I feel still so alone Lovers everywhere Hugging, kissing, holding hands (Missing that connection) People drifting by like sand Coffee smells so good But the taste me does elude My heart is void of feeling My body so cold But my anger is hot My life has been taken Outside a late night club Some thief with a knife (It wasn’t even that sharp) I still feel his breath in my ear “Hand over your money” The knife went in Almost no pain As it tunneled into my heart I felt him take what’s mine My money and my life And toss me aside The water in the gutter Cold as ice They found me the next day I sat and watched Some said I was easy Some said “such a shame!” Now I walk through people I watch them shiver I walk through people Just to feel some heat No one can warm me My nonexistence is complete I will find that thief Who stole my warmth I will show him emptiness, (The worth of my hundred and thirty dollar price) I will share with him my void I will share with him my death But for now I walk alone RamblerOnTheGo
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Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 8:22 AM UTC
Sharing the cold
Sharing the cold Walking through the mall Just to be with someone around People passing through me I feel still so alone Lovers everywhere Hugging, kissing, holding hands (Missing that connection) People drifting by like sand Coffee smells so good But the taste me does elude My heart is void of feeling My body so cold But my anger is hot My life has been taken Outside a late night club Some thief with a knife (It wasn’t even that sharp) I still feel his breath in my ear “Hand over your money” The knife went in Almost no pain As it tunneled into my heart I felt him take what’s mine My money and my life And toss me aside The water in the gutter Cold as ice They found me the next day I sat and watched Some said I was easy Some said “such a shame!” Now I walk through people I watch them shiver I walk through people Just to feel some heat No one can warm me My nonexistence is complete I will find that thief Who stole my warmth I will show him emptiness, (The worth of my hundred and thirty dollar price) I will share with him my void I will share with him my death But for now I walk alone RamblerOnTheGo
#lonely#death
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rambleronthego
56/M/South African
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 8:22 AM UTC
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