My fingers are cold.
Almost as cold as my heart.
Yet your fingers are warm.
Just like your heart.
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Poems That Speak From The Soul
PoesieLong ago my heart was full of life and love. Now it's full of depression and despair. These poems I write are what I feel. So enjoy this craziness that I feel. ~Candy {Not part of the Marvel Kids.}
~Untitled Poem~
My fingers are cold.
Almost as cold as my heart.
Yet your fingers are warm.
Just like your heart.
