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Untitled by Jessica Rivera

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by Jessica Rivera

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I

This coldness chills.

I haven't felt warm in days.

Buried in this vault of ice,

Winter rules this heart.

I am waiting —

Waiting tor the heat of one

Who will burn with a fire

That will blaze tor eternity.

II

You feel like Spring to me,

But I'm entrenched in the coldest winter

I've ever had to endure.

What is this that beats inside my chest?

My blood feels like mercury—

It's Rising,

Rising.

My heart resists the summer thaw

Because it aches to melt

Into somebody else's arms.

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