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Oct 2015
i can't talk to you about it, about us
ever again,
so i'll write about it even though that does nothing
other than giving me something to obsessively read and re-read over
and over again
it's getting colder again,
and I was just starting to forget
until they made that comment
and now, onto more holidays spent
trying to keep warm above all else,
but, in time, the snow and ice will melt,
and i will have lived through another cold spell
my thoughts are both a safe haven and a prison cell
Brooklynn Nights
Written by
Brooklynn Nights  Colorado
(Colorado)   
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