my bones

by Alice rider   Jan 31, 2018


my bones are cold
they are empty
lonely
they have no warmth
no more love to give
they Carrie the pain
they hold the shatter hope
but they believe that one day someone will come
some one will give them warmth
to fill the hole
to chase the loneliness away
to fight the pain beside her
and piece her back together

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