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Like the chill on a cold dark dismal night
the blackened sky thunderously engulfed me.
Icy ,bitter and bleak I  tried to speak dormant
was my voice frozen solid almost dead
  Then your shadow once, twice, three times
and many more, crossed over my soul and back,
just to see there was nothing left of me.
  Your melancholy aire, your untouched curth
your very essence or being icy cold dark abandoned
stabbed through the heart like the bitter endless dark.
Chiseled nor cracked frozen solid frozen dead in the
icy darkness desolate and numb under a dark nights
sky I cant even cry.

— The End —