Words Buried in Words

on By

ice-kaleidoscope

 

 

 

Chime considering ice feels like hell

 

Heel down the spiral as mice do

 

Lie after lie carried by he at the helm

 

Chi winds sound beyond the bounds of a mile

 

Lime melts abandons me as a leech I evolve into

 

 

 

 

 

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