The frigid air weaves through her hair
She feels so bare
As the cold nips at her skin
Just like it’s always been
When she doesn’t notice this it’s rare
It’s almost a scare
She usually feels pins
But when she doesn’t somethings wrong within
Nov 14
Nov 14
The frigid air weaves through her hair
She feels so bare
As the cold nips at her skin
Just like it’s always been
When she doesn’t notice this it’s rare
It’s almost a scare
She usually feels pins
But when she doesn’t somethings wrong within