Sometimes I feel so alone
Especially when surrounded by warm bodies
Because suddenly I feel so cold
Like I've got icicles for teeth
And a brain made of snow
Why does it always have to be surreal
I just want to get over neath
But I'm crying at the bottom of the creek
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Midnight Fruits
PoetryA Collection of Poems on Love, Longing, & Loss written on my journey through pain, nostalgia and love. "but all times my thoughts are filled with stories of other kodas."
