It's Cold

Mon, 12/22/2014 - 14:59 -- Nubci4

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It’s cold

The water is rising

I miss my parents

I want to hug them and say things that I never say:

I love you,

I’m sorry,

I will be a better child.

I want to see them one last time

Before He takes me

Before I go to heaven

Before my soul leaves my body

It’s cold

The water is above my shoulders

I’m going to die

Without a purpose in life

I want to cry

But I can’t

I’m too afraid

It’s cold

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