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Cold

Cold

The touch was glacial
Cold
It sent shivers through my fingers
And shocks every part from my elbows to my collarbone
The hairs on my arm stick up
My mind however,
My mind creates an effigy of our memories
Just for me to burn them
The fire spreads
Heating up my skin
And pulsing my brain
My mind is a scary but beautiful place to be
I am alone, but yet I seem to have a crowd
These creatures befuddle me
They lay in my mind
Like the sand on a still day
But today,
They give me raucous cries
And dissemble my emotions
Today,
Sad thoughts
And happy faces
And today,
I cry with them
Because their touch was glacial,
Cold

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