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cold.

my vision is black

no twinkling stars

to brighten my night

you never realize

how cold space is

until you're engulfed

in its darkness

lips numb and blue

cold sweat *******

the heat from my bones

muscles contracting

violent spasming

jaw chattering, clicking

noises echoing

in the emptiness

i have been reduced

to a pile of rubble

called 'bones'

if i was human

then where is

my soul?

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vvellthen

Published: Mar 31, 2014
LinesWords: 2168

Tags: #death #alone #sweat #stars #night #soul #bones #cold #numb

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