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Winter is coming
The cold sets in,
That old familiar feeling of pain,
Let them know that I am there,
Let them know that I care,
I feel numb,
Until I hear the song birds again,
Happiness at last.
That old familiar feeling of pain,
Let them know that I am there,
Let them know that I care,
I feel numb,
Until I hear the song birds again,
Happiness at last.
Published 25th Nov 2013
| Edited 26th Nov 2013
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Anonymous
25th Nov 2013 6:50am
too intangible
