Mister, can you hear me?
As I call to you in this nights smolder.
Mister, please stop,
I can't feel anything anymore.
I lay here, in your arms,
Struggling in the snow.
Your heat is radiating,
And I'm burning in your shadow.
I push against your body,
Responding with a crack,
My head is now on fire,
With red stains upon your lap.
Mister, are you done?
You've left me here in fear.
The snow flakes fall as ashes,
Melting in my tears.
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'10
Dec 1, 2010
Dec 1, 2010 at 9:15 PM UTC
Mister, can you hear me?
As I call to you in this nights smolder.
Mister, please stop,
I can't feel anything anymore.
I lay here, in your arms,
Struggling in the snow.
Your heat is radiating,
And I'm burning in your shadow.
I push against your body,
Responding with a crack,
My head is now on fire,
With red stains upon your lap.
Mister, are you done?
You've left me here in fear.
The snow flakes fall as ashes,
Melting in my tears.
_
'10
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