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Try’in to hide,

 

From long cold nights,

 

Hot sun burn’s,

 

Wind blows wild,

 

So deep so hard,

 

Like sandpaper scars,

 

upon my skin.

 

 

Red from sun,

 

Blue from cold,

 

Try’in to hide,

 

Skin not so thick,

 

Tear’s won’t hide,

 

Yesterday’s pains.

 

 

 

As an ice cycle wind,

 

Stabs deep to bone,

 

I’m moving on,

 

To where, somewhere,

 

I just don’t know,

 

Try’in to hide ,

 

All those yesterday’s,

 

From me.

 

Reviews

[Mary]

very nice.

[TLK]

This is a slightly unhelpful review.

[Mary]

Well as its the only review you have take it for what it is.