farewell

poems; jonghyun

my 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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