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I've become to hate the winter,
A season i would once adore,
The scarves have turned into the hands wrapped around my neck.
I can never get warm enough to erase the feeling of your stone cold hands forcing themselves onto my body.
I counted down the minutes and told myself it would be over soon and im still counting.
I thought i would feel less disgusting after i showered and scrubbed my skin clean. but even if i burned myself his touch will still stay.
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