Bitter

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Lessons Learned

I reached out to you;

my heat escaping

through perforated pores

left exposed on

my ungloved hands.



I made every effort

to keep you warm,

though my skin was

scalding from your

bitter breath.



What resulted was

a numbing sensation

when I realized

your love had long

since frozen over.

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