Cold
Droplets of water
Small beads
Keeping flesh fresh
Burning oxygen
Dead cells
White huffs
Mouth of snow and clouds
Thighs compact
Skin cakey
Eyes pure
Plump lips red
Irritated and punched
Tongue moist
Saliva
And biting
Pulling
And tugging
Blood
Bitter arms
Harsh words
Death whispers
"Baby it's cold outside"
Mar 24, 2012
Mar 24, 2012 at 9:49 PM UTC
Cold
Droplets of water
Small beads
Keeping flesh fresh
Burning oxygen
Dead cells
White huffs
Mouth of snow and clouds
Thighs compact
Skin cakey
Eyes pure
Plump lips red
Irritated and punched
Tongue moist
Saliva
And biting
Pulling
And tugging
Blood
Bitter arms
Harsh words
Death whispers
"Baby it's cold outside"
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