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I'm cold again.
I'm standing here.
Theres something at my feet,
It's buried here.
I broke it down
I tore it out
I ate it up
without a doubt
I'm warm again
I need to find
Someone else
To distract my mind.
Your angel bleeds
with my caress.
I'll take her too
It will relieve my stress.
I'm cold again
I'm standing here
Theres something at my feet
It's buried here.
I realize
How far I've come
I'll go out tonight
I'm far from done.
- by User 12368832 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/06/2010 |
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- Title: Cold
- Artist: User 12368832
- Description: A story in the form of a poem about a cannibalistic woman who hunts little girls
- Date: 07/06/2010
- Tags: cold
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- jth12550 - 07/20/2010
- Dark, but very good, with a strong finish.
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