a one sentence response to this :
As snow pierces my skin, I'm running trying to grasp you and the concept of losing all I live for. Our wings helped none, but I will keep trying to fly since falling for you wasn't good enough. Smile and say you hate me as I choke back these razors down my face. Frost bite is beginning to outline my lips and heart. It was warmer in your eyes and more filling kissing the skin that awakened every sense to it's highest awareness. But this fog clouds it all out...thanks for me learning how to cope, I can live.
-aaron ray cochran
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