Feb 2017
washing over me
icy hot chills roll
crackling energy
the second I start to
really believe
you feel the things
like the ones
that possess me
the hum surrenders me
to rendering
dreams
icy hot chills roll
crackling energy
the second I start to
really believe
you feel the things
like the ones
that possess me
the hum surrenders me
to rendering
dreams
Written by
everlasting cherry
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