Lonely
Chilling wind against my skin Breathing its breath of death on my neck ; Holding me close, caressing me - The only thing that caresses me - This chilling wind ; Blowing my hair out of place And freezing the tears on my face ; Caressing me and kissing me gently - The only thing that kisses me - This chilling wind; Freezing my blood , my entity And killing the soul within me; Kissing me gently and killing me soft , The only thing that kills me -so kind it is - This chilling wind . Written December 26th, 2001 © on Dec 26 2001 11:10 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"Chilling wind against my skin..."