Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Broken lines (collection 49)

Trembling hands scares me,
Such cold winds without snow, hail..
Can’t sleep very tight!

Teary eyes running..
Cool breeze shivering my spine!
Can’t stretch out so right!

Breathing so helpless,
Never thought going outdoors.
Can’t get out easy!

Shaking all through out.
Even not staying in high cliff,
Can’t be calm like this!

Despite I love cold..
Never thought I’ll like all day,
Can’t stand this shaking!

I want to stay put,
Not like stuck in a ice block.
Can’t think of living..

Suddenly, I craved..
A need of something that burns.
Can’t stand without heat!

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