There’s a Coldness on My Chest

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There’s a coldness on my chest
Left by the words you breathe
Heavy and deep
I’m unable to weep

There’s a fire in my soul
Left by your betrayal
Bright and consuming
There’s no continuing

There’s a darkness in my heart
Left by your swift fist
Dauntless and uncaring
I’m no longer daring

There’s a bleakness to my day
Left by your void
Magnetic and bitter
I’ve become the quitter

There’s a coldness on my chest
Left by your quick escape
Immobilizing and unending
My love I’m no longer sending

By Wesley Jade, 23, South Africa

There's a Coldness on My Chest

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