Colder

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

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