Cold

Sun, 11/24/2013 - 17:31 -- ResieM

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Honestly, I don't know how to LIVE life to the Fullest. 

"They" say live as if today your last day

But...

I can't, rather I don't.

I wake up and exist. Not live.

I do work on weekdays and weekends chill.

Chill.

My life is too chill.

It's pratically frozen.

I don't feel. I'm numb.

I can barely feel my limbs.

I can see my breath in the still air. 

I don't know how to warm up.

I see the sun but I don't feel it's warmth.

My inner flame doesn't light. 

I need someone to help me light my inner flame.

Need.

But I guess that's why I am

Cold

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