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Dec 2012
You don't know what you have till it's gone
They always said
But i didn't understand
Till the day we parted ways.

This hole in my heart
This cold feeling spreading
It is an unfamiliar feeling.

They called me ice-man
For dealing with the cold world
But now I don't have my my worm center
To help me fend off the cold.

You don't know what you have till it's gone
Mine isn't gone not yet
But soon
If I don't straiten up
The cold feeling i have
Will forever call my body home.
Written by
Zachary Smith  York PA
(York PA)   
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