Seems Like
here i come again
back for more
frost nibbles and bites my toes
and crystallises my clothes
it is cold in your eyes
seems like,
that is where it all goes
when it finally dies
people move in shadows
blackest thoughts
must come quickly to you
as they do
seems like there is nothing true
James Garratt – February to June 1995
More poems at
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More poems from 1995 here
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/category/poems-and-writing-1995/
Seems Like – Written Between February and June 1995 (Aged 20)
