bitter cold – January 1

1.1.2014

bitter cold holds us in

as if we needed more

to hold us back from

the world.

 

hiding is the preferred

way through. never

let ‘em see your real

self.

 

never trust. never tell.

hold yourself in until

you bust. and then you’ll

be fine.

 

except for all the lonely.

and the bitter cold.

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