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Midnight dying

The days squeeze

all the air from lungs,

all the blood from veins;

Freezing the warmth

that beats within.

Until silence

curls

around crying lips,

in the dead hours after midnight.

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Written by

melanie-kate-dickerson

South African

Published: Oct 27, 2014
LinesWords: 931

Notes: (c) MKD 2014
Tags: #lonely #pain #death #crying #awake #midnight #insomniac #lifeless

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