Bad Day Paranormal stasis icy numbing cold I grip  but can not hold So young , to feel so old How to break  How to shatter this silent hold that lingers on beyond the pain No one hears  this silent call No one sees this inward fall Paranormal stasis icy numbing cold I grip___________

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