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Jan 2014
Ice
Cold pierced through the blanket.
Then it started,
the nose bleeds,
soar throat,
aches.
As familair as these are,
and as annoying as stinging bees are,
this time was different.
One soak in a hot tub,
made the water cold in an instant.
One sip in a hot coffee,
made the steam die off.
What cold is this?
Who would you warm up with?

I know one i would warm up with,
but now he is mad at me.
I'll wait
and pray till he lets me into his warm embrace
once more.
Being in love guarantees that your fights wont last more than a day
Written by
Okoye Chude Maryanne  Nigeria
(Nigeria)   
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