Unknown
Under my skin,
a fever I keep.
There is something inside
that longs to be free.
Like a live wire,
buried under inches of snow
No one dares to touch
No one wants to know.
My emotions are roiling
like clouds before a storm
There is a war brewing
'twixt head and heart I've been torn.
a fever I keep.
There is something inside
that longs to be free.
Like a live wire,
buried under inches of snow
No one dares to touch
No one wants to know.
My emotions are roiling
like clouds before a storm
There is a war brewing
'twixt head and heart I've been torn.
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