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Icy,
Like my breath,
Against a window,
Fog forms,
And like a child again,
I write my name,
And giggle like butterflies inside my tummy,
And I press my nose,
Against the glass,
And it leaves a dot,
But now,
My nose is colder,
When it was,
Already,
Cold to begin with.
- by oxygeNATION |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/18/2009 |
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- Title: Fog Breath
- Artist: oxygeNATION
- Description: Just a little idea that popped into my head, my nose is cold. ><
- Date: 03/18/2009
- Tags: breath
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