Cold Heart

Location

92335
United States
34° 5' 1.6332" N, 117° 28' 2.586" W

She falls into my arms
And I can hear nothing,
But I can see the last breaths her sick body is taking.
From everything I wished to have,
She's slowly fading away in front of my eyes.
I can't do anything to save her precious soul.
Time was leaving me when I needed her most.
No one around, No one to help.
She's hesitating to breathe now.
A gentle tear falls from my eye
And lands on the floor
That will soon be her deathbed...
I love you.
I whisper in her cold ear.

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