it is cold outside
i stay in to keep warm
the warmth eludes me still
i can see the sun shining
but it is the sun of winter
hazy, gray, distant
a dead sun with cold rays
i wrap myself in layers
an attempt to fight the cold
all see my warmth on the outside
yet i am not warm
my layers have held the cold in
i fight to peel them off
they are heavy and my arms weak
the cold digs deeper
Sep 26, 2010
Sep 26, 2010 at 10:28 AM UTC
it is cold outside
i stay in to keep warm
the warmth eludes me still
i can see the sun shining
but it is the sun of winter
hazy, gray, distant
a dead sun with cold rays
i wrap myself in layers
an attempt to fight the cold
all see my warmth on the outside
yet i am not warm
my layers have held the cold in
i fight to peel them off
they are heavy and my arms weak
the cold digs deeper
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