November 18, 2010
winter envelopes my soul
covering it in a frosty see through glaze
shutting me off for days
a depression so numb
don't leave me to face this alone
no not again
and as i hold out my hand
the safest part of me shatters
it seems that you may be the only one worth it
my only punishment would be to forget

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