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November 20, 2017
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I
t
i
s
o
co
ld,
Like
Those
Whispers
In the trees
And the silk
Spider web
Collapsing
Beneath a
Blanket
Of ice.
But
N
o
Soul
Tries
To help
Comfort a
Second being
Because warmth
Is difficult to share
And it’s safer to be
Alone. Sweet eyes
Go bitter; sweet
Words grow
Old. And
Some
Day
W
e
W
ill
All go
Deaf to
The sound
Of dreaming
The taste of a
Colorful dance
Once adorned
In velvet sun.
No flowers
Grow in
Ocean
Salt;
N
o
Life
Drifts
In smoke
Rising up,
From winter
Cities, frozen
Puddles, blue
Lips, blood.
Here we
Stand,
So
F
ar
From
The sea
But so close
To drowning.
We breathe in
Breathe out,
Breathe in
Breathe
Out,
It is
So
C
o
l
d
It
Is
So
C
O
L
D.






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jl637This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
yesterday at 4:50 pm
gorgeous poem. loved the unusual structure, which really captured the mood & tone of the poem.
 
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