Numb to the Bones

There was broken glass Scattered across the entryway But she ignored the signs Just like she ignored The warning lights that shined Behind his steel gaze   She was walking straight to hell Too numb to be scared -Kel Dayheart

Chills

There is a chill in the air That rushes up my spine Despite my layers I feel the fear Creeping inside me With little resistance I succumb -Kel Dayheart

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