Perhaps the coldest caves
lies not in the mountains
but in your hollowed rib cage
where your heart sits upon
contemplating if you will ever
love again or
just let the arctic air
freeze your heart.
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From @claudiandrade
Perhaps the coldest caves
lies not in the mountains
but in your hollowed rib cage
where your heart sits upon
contemplating if you will ever
love again or
just let the arctic air
freeze your heart.