farewell
poems; jonghyunmy cold hands
they forced open the doors of hell
my cold hands
they wiped my tears
my cold hands
they slammed themselves on the table
my cold hands
they told me this depression would end
my cold hands
they ignited warmth on a stove
my cold hands
they're so cold
but my cold hands
they have no intellect
my cold hands
they listened to my emotions
my cold hands
they ripped my heart out
my cold hands
they sent my heart to my sister
my cold hands
they welcomed the black carbon
so my cold hands
they tried to touch the ground
but my cold hands
they were pulled onto death's shoulders
and my cold hands
they started to breathe
my cold hands
they intertwined with the clouds
my cold hands
they turned the moon aqua blue
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