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Jun 2016
The rain seeps to my bones
Cold
Icy
Where are my shoes
Where is my home
My house
It never was a home
Why am I wearing a tanktop
And shorts
When did it start raining to begin with
It’s really cold
Really really cold
I’m shivering
Shuddering
When did my knees hit the concrete
Where am I
I’m cold
Cold isn’t a place
Here’s a question
When and why did I leave
I’ve lost myself again
Any thoughts, tips, opinions, and/or criticisms appreciated.
xenaphobic
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xenaphobic  Tennessee
(Tennessee)   
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