She can't feel her nose
ear lobes the tip of her toes The core of her body been numb Cold is all she know Single mother three kids The father don't even bother to help feed his seeds His actions always make her ponder "Why me?" She asks as she kneels at the alter Her God is cold Deaf ears even tho they're made of gold Craved feet but He has no place to go Blind eyes can't even see her tears overflow Her mother was stolen by death As she took her last breath she held her hand "Lord please don't take a parent again" Prayers go unanswered and she questions and pretends to be use to the cold 'cause she feels it'll never end
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