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oh i detest.

Thereof
This cold chill,
Remonstrance oh i detest thee,
Sacred scares inbound soul,
Thy chilling chill,
Thy quivering flesh,
Burden thy non,
Nor more,
Rip open warmth within,
Covering thy halls in bathing red,
Thy chills chilling,
Thy walk in warmest death,
To thy door,
Pouring down my tears,
Soaking soaks of dread,
Oh i detest thee,
Thy cold atmospheric conditions,
Upon thy love,
Thy missions plea,
In deaths cold burden,
let thy see,
If hands hand coldest touch,
Shall i say more,
Or turn turning key,
No sound ,
Nor matter be,
Thy heart of hearts is free,
Upon emptiness a shell,
No warm touch to sell,
Thy love is lost,
Forevermore,
to dwell dwellings dwell,
I place a kiss of kissing's warmth upon thy face,
I thee thy only warmth in place,
Oh i detest thee,
thy cold chilling's chill,
Frozen love,
Thy timely life stood still.

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Good and steady write. My five stars

I place a kiss of kissing's warmth upon thy face,
I thee thy only warmth in place,
Oh i detest thee,
thy cold chilling's chill,
Frozen love,
Thy timely life stood still.

WILLIAMSJI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you sir williamsji, with love and appreciation xoxo nardine xx

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Ravindra Kumar

Acceptable words are the following roaming under solitary condition-

"To thy door,

Pouring down my tears,

Soaking soaks of dread,

Oh i dearest thee,"

With Hearty Love.

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