cold cold world by W. Jude Aher
in the night the deep deep night do i dance where mirror images are lost within
i bleed across the shattered hopes the ice reflections
would you that a child might live, without seeing their eyes without hearing their cries
black in light am i wandering in dreams where only shadows dance
oh, this cold cold world of chance
i see their eyes i hear their cries that a child might live, would i…
- jude
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