Frozen

Freezing in Fahrenheit cold chamber of steel Everything must be numb because nothing I feel Vapors in ice misted eyes icicles always sting Within this frozen world nothing looks promising So I freeze...I freeze... Frozen here in my misery Shivering skins of callousness Fahrenheit is so cool Staring from beneath the ice of this frozen cess-pool Body temperature sliding, I think that I am dying Will death finally freeze away all of her lying So I freeze...I freeze... Frozen here in my cemetary
bmdavey@04/26/18
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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