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Touch So Cold 2 - Part One

Happy Birthday, I said raising my glass,
Thinking of all the fun of the past,
a close friend of mine, a man at that time,
he turned 19, a young man in his prime.

We drunk with family, and the closest of friends,
yet not 'til drunk, for I had some walking,
I planned to leave, before the nights end,
We all were sitting, laughing and talking.

I left around midnight, to arrive home at one,
My journey was long, and my feet weighed a tone,
I could see my house, through the darkened trees,
I arrived on the step, I reached for my keys,
I felt someone grab, a hold of me,
I couldn’t turn, or move to see,
I tried to fight, but he was stronger than I,
His hands were cold, I asked would I die,
He grabbed my head, then forced it on a lean,
I would have screamed, but no one would have saw screen,
I felt a sharp pain, followed by burning,
My body was numb, even when I tried turning.

Everything faded, faded to black,
time went by, then I awoke to find,
My body still numb, and me on my back,
my vision was blurred, with the dark I was blind.

Drink or die, the pain will soothe,
I tilted my head, as much as I could move,
I wrapped my lips, around his pale wrist,
not knowing it was hell on earth, which I just kissed...