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Sep 2019
I'm cold
When the rain comes
But I'll be colder
When it goes
For now I exist
Is the foggy distance
Where the sun never shines
And the music
Never stops playing
And I can never rest
My aching bones
My freezing toes
My red stained nose
There's somewhere in my mind
Where I'm well aware
That this is suicide
But I'm young
And the rain has come
Maybe when it goes
I'll be older
Colder
It's rained for the past three days, and it's starting to get colder.
Written by
kain  Non-binary/Haven, ME
(Non-binary/Haven, ME)   
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