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brisk winds over lips dries cold spit one move- ment and they crack split tear rolling on down my chin to rest at its peak a drop crimson and ready to fall to the hard snow white now with a spot of red now with a spot of pink as it spreads, as it fades — a film of tears frozen to the pupil saccading swiftly crystalline structures perched on tips of eyelashes staring at brumal skies picking at cracked and lifeless lips tremors quakes shakes snapping convulsing spines and bones chatter shatter break numbing cold but there is warmth in the darkness it is close but it never comes it will never come
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Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 8:01 PM UTC
The cold
brisk winds over lips dries cold spit one move- ment and they crack split tear rolling on down my chin to rest at its peak a drop crimson and ready to fall to the hard snow white now with a spot of red now with a spot of pink as it spreads, as it fades — a film of tears frozen to the pupil saccading swiftly crystalline structures perched on tips of eyelashes staring at brumal skies picking at cracked and lifeless lips tremors quakes shakes snapping convulsing spines and bones chatter shatter break numbing cold but there is warmth in the darkness it is close but it never comes it will never come
gigi-tiji
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gigi-tiji
Panamanian
Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 8:01 PM UTC
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