The Cold Poem by Molly LaBelle
The Cold
Rating: ★1.5
Most days
Your smiling face brightens mine
Just a little
Other days, when it is just
Me,
My soul,
And the emptiness,
I am painfully real.
I think maybe
That’s why I’ve always liked winter
Because when the sun is not around
Everyone shows how cold they really are
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: emptiness
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