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Snowman

I was built- In frigid cold Under painful circumstances So delicate Fragile, I was When they created me. They built me up from the ground, Where I had fallen Carefully they picked me up Plastered a new nose on my face Two black eyes Two very empty eyes And a smile. A smile that would always fall off I was finally something new Not better, Just different. I believed I had been saved. Until the day I realized, I had been Created in the coldest depths Of other people's souls Who gave me empty eyes And a broken smile. They made a snowman And left me out in the cold Because once they made me I had no more use Left alone to die Waiting for- The first wave of heat to come along.
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Written by
MeganHaze
29 / F / Texas
Published
Mar 4, 2015
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31·134
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#sad#life#hate#people#snowman
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