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Still the Numbness

Standing here alone looking into empty cold hands ache. Just once, for the first time I would like to see into your eyes. Find me whole inside. instead of shattered here and blowing in the winds of cold numbness. Chilling is my touch feels like silence naked. Still connecting in black and white the time of dreams in color. Now all chilled in the numbness of parting from you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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