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Author: Cant Break The Habit
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Angst - Published: 03-02-07 - Updated: 03-02-07 - Complete - id:2327794

My hands are ice cold

Numb to the world

Feeling every inch of my past present and future riding over me

Like title waves they pull me under

Like flesh and bone I’m sinking further

Hands ice cold

Heart no more

Numb to you

Numb to me

Numb to everything

No warmth left in my life

No warmth left in my mind

No warmth left in me

But hey, at least I’m Free

A/n: My poem no one else’s all rights to this are mine, a friend of mine told me to put this here so hehe yea. Don’t really know why but w/e



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