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Burning cold
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Burning cold |
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rm711 Member
since 2002-11-30
Posts 131Wiltshire, England 
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You ain’t seeing what I’m really feeling Cause inside I’m burning up But I’m burning in cold A freezing bomb is exploding within me Chilling me from inside every inch Reacting beneath my very skin Numbing cold seething through every bone Penetrating through my entire self Stinging all over I fall Intense bitter vibrations echo through my skull My eyes flicker and freeze in a cutting stare Raw and frozen I lie paralysed Almost a glacial existence Hardly alive And every inch rigid cold "Some men see things as they are and say why? I dream things that never were and say why not?" |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
This was interesting to read. God bless America, my home sweet home. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
it's a strange feeling, yes, I know it. |
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