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Feb 2022
heat is pain

fire
bones and skin melted
your nerves destroyed
your body scorched

ice
is just a sick kind of fire
a cruel one because, you see

burn me once and discard of my corpse
but freeze me, warm me up
and freeze me again

heat is pain-
but cold? cold is torture.

02.08.2022
i'm freezing...for now.
this poem is a messy but so am i
efni
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