i am getting close to hopeless
my emotions are out of focus
soaking in the frozen coldness
poison potion, no open closeness
no hand to hold or chosen motions
coping with a social corrosion
broken soul of eroded notions
lowly tows of imploding oceans
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
i am getting close to hopeless
my emotions are out of focus
soaking in the frozen coldness
poison potion, no open closeness
no hand to hold or chosen motions
coping with a social corrosion
broken soul of eroded notions
lowly tows of imploding oceans
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