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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