Wilting
I can feel my heart beat
I can feel my soul sob
I can feel my spirit sag
I feel as if I am wilting
I can see the busy street
I can see the angry mob
I can see the packed bag
I feel as if I am melting
How can it be over for us?
When I gave you all of my trust
I fell like you are a must
I see that you are leaving
I am wilting away
no more life
I am wilting away
no longer a wife
Copyright © Angela Arnold | Year Posted 2008
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