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My body’s cold, frozen in the ache, Tears fall slow like the silent snowflake. I don’t breathe, but I’m not gone My soul still speaks when the light is withdrawn. You can’t touch me, but I’m near, A voice in the dark you still might hear. I’m not warm, but I’m not dead, I’m the echo of words we never said. Still talking to you. Shadows move where I used to stand, Your name still burns on the back of my hand. No heartbeat, but a rhythm remains Soft as the moonlight, lost in the rain. If you feel chills in the quiet night That’s not the wind That’s me holding on tight. You can't see me, but I glow, Between the stars, I softly flow. I'm not lost, just out of view Still talking... to you
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Jul 3, 2025
Jul 3, 2025 at 2:02 PM UTC
Still talking
My body’s cold, frozen in the ache, Tears fall slow like the silent snowflake. I don’t breathe, but I’m not gone My soul still speaks when the light is withdrawn. You can’t touch me, but I’m near, A voice in the dark you still might hear. I’m not warm, but I’m not dead, I’m the echo of words we never said. Still talking to you. Shadows move where I used to stand, Your name still burns on the back of my hand. No heartbeat, but a rhythm remains Soft as the moonlight, lost in the rain. If you feel chills in the quiet night That’s not the wind That’s me holding on tight. You can't see me, but I glow, Between the stars, I softly flow. I'm not lost, just out of view Still talking... to you
My first published piece — a whisper from my soul. For anyone who’s ever lost, but never let go. Thank you for reading my heart.
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soulwhisper
Jul 3, 2025
Jul 3, 2025 at 2:02 PM UTC
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