Numb
Numb.
Paralized?
Sitting?
Cold.
Choking?
Gasping?
My head is definetly spinning.
No pain.
No tears.
Its cold.
Turn up the heat.
Its so cold.
Impure eyes?
Staring...
Back at me?
Quickly.
Quietly darling.
No room here.
No pain.
Cold.
So cold.
Choking?
Gasping?
Numb.
by
IxDUNNOxposted on 03/03/2007
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i like this one,
i like how you use the same words,
but easch line has a different meaning!
great work!!