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Apr 2015
I'm so cold it hurts to breath
My knuckles crack in the cold winter and start to bleed
The comfort that's in the dark and the cold,
I always feel that death is always nearby
I'm never warm anymore
I feel so empty
I've become so numb to the pain
That when I'm not in it
It feels strange
Death comes and goes everyday
And he's my only friend
The storm of sadness
That's always so overwhelming
Is starting to become calming
My hearts gone and
My mind hides
I'm an empty hollow shell
Is this really my life?
Emily Mark
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