Closing the door
Locking the window
Don't let the breeze come in
My heart it is too cold
To get any colder
Please don't let the cold in
I was starting to thaw
When the glass shattered
Cold ice and glass flew through me
I was starting to love
Then you broke my heart
Leaving me outside to freeze
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It Could Have Been Gentle - poetry
PoesiaPoems about the bits of life that feel unnecessarily sharp. ~ Nails in palms and rock in throat and eyes latched in the ground, I open up in hopes of speech and find a choke of sound, Frantic thought of desperation fly beneath my hair, I don'...
