Cold
All I need is a heart cold as steal
Take away anything that makes me feel
Take away the love I need
The thoughts that plant their seed
Dehumanize t he man I am today
Not to care what anyone has to say
Be a cold empty shell
Take me from this hell
Feeling cold as ice
Not to be so nice
Is what I want
Then my soul you cannot haunt
Make my love die
Never to again to make me cry
Give me the soul of the dead
No feelings of dread
Making me afraid to live .
For this my soul I'll give
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2023
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