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Nov 2014
So very cold,
All of the time.
I can't feel my hands,
But that's normal now.
I feel my bones crack,
As I try to move.
The ceaseless shivering,
Has become normal,
And ineffective.
My pale skin has a sheen of blue,
Marred by the line of red,
From my bleeding nose.
And with 3 pained breaths,
I fall to sleep,
And breath no more.
I am literally cold all the time. Even in the summer you won't find me without a blanket or something wrapped around me. I'm so pale, and I lose the feeling in my hands and feet more often than not. The closer to winter it gets, the harder it is to breath, and my nose has bled a few times. I wonder if you can get hypothermia from the inside out, and I'm frozen on the inside?
Victoria Johnson
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