cold hands in summer
like i feel the warm breeze
but it doesn't reach my heart
it's way too seized by cold fear
fear to lose, fear of abandonment
like through blindfolds you can't see
that i will always need you hereplease don't leave me
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supergirl [poetry] ✓
Poetryyou're so caught up in your own storm that you don't see the thunders crashing down on me.
xxviii. please don't leave
cold hands in summer
like i feel the warm breeze
but it doesn't reach my heart
it's way too seized by cold fear
fear to lose, fear of abandonment
like through blindfolds you can't see
that i will always need you hereplease don't leave me