Peek outside my hollow skull
The water is warm
But the air is cold
My coat wraps around me
Tighter than her embrace
My hand holds the coat together firmly
The pool in my head pours as I think
About what we used to be
My hair whips my face gently
It’s sad how love can die
The melancholy of life
Is colder than the me inside my mind
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Author:
A. F. Naturality (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The picture is what this poem is based off of. This was a surreal project for class.
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