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Apr 2014
my heart, encased in frost
keeping the burning in and the cold out
but the burning is yearning to be set free
do I let the warmth go?
let the cold in?
eventually the fire is going to burn me and ill be one again
vulnerable to the cold of the shadows
Written by
cosmic poet
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   --- and Pushing Daisies
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