Cold and Weak by Joann Pena

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Nov 2014

The cold air stabbing there skin like knives.
While it brushes agenst mine.
They shiver
I stand strong
They breath frost
And I breath fire.
Who is weak now.

#fire #strength #weak #cold #frost

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Joann Pena

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