Cold, like the kiss of death,
Embalmed, entombed forever.
Nothing to do, save to die,
Missing you, the cause of it all.
Is this love?
If so, will it change
When I am near you?
Will it be...
Warm like the sun in spring,
Running, laughing through the world.
Or, am I dreaming, to awake,
Friendless, sad, alone.
Cold, like the kiss of death,
Embalmed, entombed forever.
Nothing to do, save to die,
Missing you, the cause of it all.
Is this love?
If so, will it change
When I am near you?
Will it be...
Warm like the sun in spring,
Running, laughing through the world.
Or, am I dreaming, to awake,
Friendless, sad, alone.
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