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empty seas
Poems
Aug 2018
cold
my muscles have frozen
my bones turned to icicles
my fingers crack at any movement
my blood turned to icy mush
and slowed to a trickle
even the hot summer sun
canβt keep me from shivering
the only thing I can feel
is the cold
anxiety is weird
#anxiety
#cold
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empty seas
15/F/away
(15/F/away)
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