Iceolation
You put me out, me out
I was once a flame
You hated me no doubt
I'm the one to blame
It's pretty cold outside
I'm shivering from the inside
You left me all alone
Frankly, I am left here on my own
I decide to isolate
I procrastinate
I am feeling great
Then, I know my fate
I know I am too late
I am the number 8
I run to His gate
I no longer isolate
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2018
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