January
February 2011
i feel your arms around me, but not the heat.
You, with your words like knives, And swords and weapons that you use against me. You, have pointed out my flaws again. As if I don't already see them.
i feel your arms around me, but not the heat.
You, with your words like knives, And swords and weapons that you use against me. You, have pointed out my flaws again. As if I don't already see them.
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