gods

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you place your

hand over my 

left breast, 

ice spreading

over my heart and

past the hill of 

my waist, down

to my navel and 

upwards again.

before i know it

i am frozen,

trapped with you

in a premature

stasis of 

oblivion.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 01, 2014 ⏰

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