The cold shoulder

I don’t want outside alone
nor I want to see your back
How you look aside with frown
or right through me
to stare at nothing at all.
God knows what horrific thoughts
lurk in your mind.
Haunting you. Haunting me.
Your eyes judging me
Not seeing me .
Have I turned into glass statue already
for you gave me it.
Your burning cold shoulder.
I’m not ready.

The cold shoulder

Vissonia

Joined December 2010

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I was given the topic cold shoulder and this is what came to be.
07/04/2010

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