COld...
I am...
a wintry, frost-laden morning...
the tile floor of an old, large, unheated building...
the shoulder of an enemy...
an unused bed...
my house...RIGHT NOW!
*shivering*
brrrr....
I am...
COld.
late night ponderings, mid-day wonderings, early morning epiphanies. quotations, song lyrics, inside jokes...a small window into my life, and why it is worth living. though being six again would be grand.
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