The cold outsideA Poem by Jesse PruettAbout being cold and alone.The cold out side make's me sneeze make's me freeze make's me wheeze it's hard to breath warmth would make me free let me breath un-thaw with no shattering teeth But there is no warmth just nothing but cold air with lots of wind snow that's hard to see falling to my knees I have gone to eating bark cause it is so, so cold even without that breeze that's always coming back I am alone, and cold Ya, I am alone with no one, nor no phone with two seconds to live. © 2015 Jesse PruettAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJesse PruettIn the cat, VA, U.S. Virgin IslandsAboutI wanna tear up your insides, you know like when your in a dark tunnel and it starts squeezing you. more..Writing
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