Jennifer Ottinger - Cold Space

Watching the snow float down,
My lips slowly curl into a frown.
Wondering the whole while,
If I could ever smile.
You took from me,
My sight to see.
And the air to breath,
To suffocate in your leave.
How could you be so cruel?
To think you could rule.
You are nothing,
If you had the heart,
To break my something.

Jennifer Ottinger

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