Poetry "Miss You"
You won't understand how lonely I am
face freedom without love
You won't understand all my wounds
because love has hidden the knife.
Imagining your face is torture.
Loneliness is the fear of paralysis.
You have become poison to my blood.
When I'm in longing and lonely
That means
I am a furnace without fire.
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