Your hands are warm,my heart is cold. I want to hold you just to show,what it feels like to be whole. But that will never happen,because you want someone I don't know. So I'll sit here cold,til I'm someones to hold. C-L-S VT 16 years old
Poetry By C-L-S Firefly His eyes reminded me of the stars, so deep I swear I could see his heart. He was full of light, I was still trying to fight the battle going on in my soul.
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