If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain. In the ice or in the sun, it's all the same. Yet I feel my heart is aching. Though it doesn't beat, it's breaking. And the pain here that I feel, try and tell me it's not real. I know that I dead, yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed. 5x7 gloss light cardstock in an archival slip. Artwork by The Horror Corner Shipped via USPS first class stamp mail.