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Cold(Olympic Pool)

The touch that I once longed for
Now repulses

Lips once warm and sweet
Have turned calloused and cold

Little innuendos
now chafe and bite

Give them to another
For I no longer can
bear the thought of you

Style / type: 
Free verse
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absolutely COLD! You could freeze water on it and make ice cubes! I love it and wouldn't change a word.

always, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

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nicely done...precise and yet effective..

raj (sublime_ocean)

Hi Chrys, hope you're mending well, and Lonnie's waiting on you hand and foot.

I don't know if I'm off target here, but if this were my poem, I'd change the last stanza,
to read:

Give them to another;
I no longer
bear the thought of you.

For me it's more precise. Good poem conveying the icy stare.


Very chilly remind me not to get on your bad side LOL!!!!

Filled with ice cold hate, I personally wouldn't change a thing about it.


Stand tall, be proud to be who you are, give the world the finger!!!!

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