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I'm cold, I'm cold, I'm cold-
so let me freeze,
and abandon me 
like you always do.

I used to hope
that perhaps in
the world there would be
one person
willing to set a flower by my grave-
how wrong I was!

I've lost faith in humanity now,
in the friends and lovers
who left me 
and the heart
that they left to rot
long ago.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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