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Nov 2014
****** freezing.
That's what I am.
Ice cold
To the touch.


Icicle heart
Skin cold as snow
Lips that are blue
Arms that can't move
Feet frozen in place

I can't love you
Can't feel you
Can't kiss you
Wouldn't be able to touch you if I tried
I can't even take a ****** step closer

I am frosted over
Praying for someone
To come along
And thaw me out
He was so close, so ******* close.
And he had to ******* leave...
WickedHope
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WickedHope  26/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
(26/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell)   
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