chills can't get bone today. no. and it's not even flesh or smiles that get the sparks firing. my hands have found that hard to find doorknob and they're turning, turning...
i've grown about 10 years or maybe 20. i see impossibilities turning to water and falling down the drain. i see temptations as innocent as a hand on my wrist and keep mentally walking away because it's always easier at the moment, and 2 years of misery afterwards...
i want, need, have to have, but not really...
i'm cold but it's only the weather, not my natural state.
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