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Jun 2017
#2
Once you stopped thinking of me
i felt cold
i felt so cold that even winter felt torrid
you were the one who made me warm and giddy
then you left
when you left
all that was left of me was
a girl who felt cold, so so cold
that it killed her to feel such a way
it bit at her, making her numb
Elle H
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