Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Heat Is Expensive
The cold is bitter,
Stealing my breath.
I walk miles to freeze,
My body becoming numb,
Pure torture.
I feel hopeless,
Like I might never
Feel again.
I sleep in a cocoon of ice,
Knowing that waking
Up is a dare.
12-7-09
Stealing my breath.
I walk miles to freeze,
My body becoming numb,
Pure torture.
I feel hopeless,
Like I might never
Feel again.
I sleep in a cocoon of ice,
Knowing that waking
Up is a dare.
12-7-09
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Heat Is Expensive
Heat Is Expensive