colder

standing outside the window in the dark

morning doesn’t come,

the cold has chilled me to the bone

just a warm breath

against the glass,

fog comes out when my lips part,

can I come in?

years have past

seasons have changed

the world has turn one too many times

can I come in, now?

I am so tired and cold

my heartbeats are slower

my thoughts have faded

I no longer remember

why I came,

can I just...?

no, the window is still closed

maybe one day

I can use the door,

maybe one day you will let me in

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I’m using this song for the second time, but it just inspires so many things