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May 2015
YOu ask me dose that hurt
I tell no
I have no pain
if I lift both
you give me that look
I might be just  ******* i n g  Cold
but not as cold
as the stare you last gave me!

Looking out the window
nothing to see
only my reflection looking back at me
must get my windows cleaned.
Don't you want to know more?
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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