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Hot and Cold
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Loosely Based On I reach out my hand to you
Grazing your arm against it
Maybe for the very last time.
I’m so envious of the warmth
You exude when my flesh has
Become so frostbitten in this
Bitterly cold and lonely season.
How can you be so temperate
While I stand here freezing
In this harsh weather that is
So unforgiving and unrelenting?
My cheeks are frozen in a smile,
A front concealing the heat I have
For you so you may not see it again.
