Cold

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Tsunami tides
Lonely nights
Cold air
Sudden fights
Breathing difficulties
Reoccurring feuds by trees

Pale face
Broken case
Dark eyes
Demeanors fly
Scraped lips
Matches the heart with
Quivering drips

Worries first
Then quenches thirst
Dazed confessions
Turn into obsessions

Lonely nights
Cold air flickers
And lurks from sight
Increasing the grip
Of Tsunami tides

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