Cold

January 23, 2009
By Karla Billingsley, DeWitt, MI

Is there something I can do,
To win your affection?
Some way you will notice,
All I ask for is your protection,
But you’re damaging me,
I am worn by your coldness.
Wishing what will never be,
Left out in the cold.



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chelsea.f. said...
on Feb. 7 2009 at 11:01 pm
Yeah, I like this poem!!! :)


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