Natasha Bolling - Cold
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2014-11-07
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The words will be whispered, the lies never told
A cherished heart with no body to hold
A masters grin, and a devils eyes
No truth to his touch
A mortal, he dies
Words unspoken, love untold
Now withered away, my heart turns cold
Natasha Bolling
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cold-43/
A cherished heart with no body to hold
A masters grin, and a devils eyes
No truth to his touch
A mortal, he dies
Words unspoken, love untold
Now withered away, my heart turns cold
Natasha Bolling
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cold-43/
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