Cold

by Dylan   Feb 11, 2008


A heart of flames, onces burning to hot to hold
once strong and mighty, now not even worth being sold
this body never more numb
a reason that meant everything to me but you though was dumb
cold as the wind chill drops to minus twelve
asking nothing, but save yourself
the words they draw def ears, so the hands must type it
the mind games, the pain, this heart cannot sit
stand at might and defend with what ever strength it can draw
a heat so cold but a mind so fresh, these thoughts all have a flaw
the shivers, the shakes, i feel nothing but cold
once mighty and strong theres nothing left of this heart to behold

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  • 16 years ago

    by Hollywood

    Hum...its diffrent but i loved it

  • 16 years ago

    by Hollywood

    Hum...its diffrent but i loved it