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Dec 30, 2009, 10:32 PM
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I cannot get warm.
Love warms from the inside,I burn none,I freeze. Hidden frozen in the darkness under the blankets my sheild from the world. Layered I freeze. I get up to go to the rest room. The color of my skin like that of a thin white frost, death, just before your heart is frozen in time. Like mine. |
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