I feel the cold icy touch in my chest.
It could be described empty and lonely.
It's darken my heart when it comes to it,
and makes my life worst.
I can't describe the the chills,
Grabbing me from everything and any direction it could possibly do,
But the worst is that the pain I feel the cold chills and the weakness it brings me.
All it does to me is make me used to it.
For I'm no social, girly child that is so innocent,
That is my mask and joke that only makes my emptiness worst.
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My Poems
PoetryOkay I made poems that are somewhat dark and maybe sad sometimes but I was really in the zone when I was writing it. And if you ever felt this way or agree I just want to say be strong. And don't get that sappy mood. Oh and if you plagiarize I will...
