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most people burn me alive but you you are a warm fire after a long time skiing you are hot chocolate on a winters day I know you love the cold- so you are the warmth that makes it bearable, enjoyable for a summer girl like myself- you are the sun in my cold day, the snowflake that doesn't sting so much as it used to maybe we are the warmth and the cold, counteracted balanced, together, in shifting seasons- day and night and maybe you don't love me but maybe we are perfect for each other.
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 9:39 PM UTC
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most people burn me alive but you you are a warm fire after a long time skiing you are hot chocolate on a winters day I know you love the cold- so you are the warmth that makes it bearable, enjoyable for a summer girl like myself- you are the sun in my cold day, the snowflake that doesn't sting so much as it used to maybe we are the warmth and the cold, counteracted balanced, together, in shifting seasons- day and night and maybe you don't love me but maybe we are perfect for each other.
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 9:39 PM UTC
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