Winter This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Winter

It's cold in here.
Winter is trapped inside me.
My throat is frozen,
     I cannot speak.
My mind is frozen,
     I cannot be rational.
My eyes are frozen,
     I cannot cry.
My emotions have frozen,
     And withered away.
My heart is frozen,
     I cannot love.
Everyone else is warm.
     Why am I so cold?
Everyone else has a heart.
You can't live without one.

by K. C., Dracut, MA


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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