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lexikay

United States

I'm a girl in Minnesota that found writing as a way to cope with my overbearing mind.

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Homeless

September 23, 2015

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His lips are so cold
eyes like december
His silver body abandoned long ago,
but His soul just an ember
Knees weak,
elbows black,
the mood changes with the weather,
and I'm a wreck,
the man I know
grew through the weeds of
pain,
grief,
and lonliness,
now here he is
having two homes,
but I think he's homeless

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