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- The cold wind whips at my face, Each lashing stings me more, The ice clouds cut with tiny sharp spikes, And leave my skin red raw. There isn't anything I could have done, To stop being kicked out of ...

By: StillUndecided | Category: Love Poems | Score: 5| Added: 20 Aug 2013