Solo

Walking on an empty road

Where lights don’t shine

Its the only path

That has no path at all.

 

I’m walking on fire.

Fire that doesn’t burn.

Because the cold

Runs,

Through,

my veins.

 

I see anger,

As a way

To push away others,

But yet, I’m cold ,

inside.

 

I feel so cold,

That I could see my breath,

in the summer .

My emotions.

Like ice.

Frozen in time.

 

The fire, that keeps me alive

Is.

So.

Cold.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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