The dull ache moves slowly from my head to my chest;
Thumping thumping, the sound never misses a beat.
I am warm inside, but feel so cold;
I shiver with fear as the rain drips from my face.
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The dull ache moves slowly from my head to my chest;
Thumping thumping, the sound never misses a beat.
I am warm inside, but feel so cold;
I shiver with fear as the rain drips from my face.
i know cpr,
i know mouth to mouth.
but the only thing in need of being saved,
is your cold dead heart.