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The Cold (Free verse) by AskittlesK
Snowflakes fall, Air grows cold, and so does a
little girl.. Drifting away from the world. Call
her a freak if you wanna, she didn't care. Call
her anything she didn't even put up a fight, just
gave them a glare. She walked alone in her mind
but outside she walked with many... None with what
felt like a problem. But she didn't care. She
hated the world, especially the cold... Saddness
and despair she really felt... But no one knew,
only her...
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