like a lost puppy
you quiver in the cold
looking for someone bold
to be your white night
trying to keep up your hope
devouring the sadness seeping in
just to fulfill your greedy desires
are at least for one day
hoping somone will take you away
right here
right now
but there is no one
just the empty echo through the wind
while you shiver to a point of no end
stranded without having sinned
deepening you strides
lost in thoughts
that cant be uttered out loud
still wishing for someone to come
to be that special one
to save you
right here
right now
you are lost beyond compare
what is this tearful fear....

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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