Colder

September 14, 2010
By Anonymous

as the wind blows harder,
chilly air sweeps past our clothes reaching our lonely bones.
Putting icey layer upon layer on my cold heart.
Knowing you'll never return to warm me again, ill freeze
because no other hands
know how to hold
me.


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AnonyMiss GOLD said...
on Oct. 14 2010 at 9:33 pm
AnonyMiss GOLD, Houston, Texas
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i love how resounding and final the ending line was....good job!


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