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Her Words

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The cold wind blows, carrying her words.
It settles in me with a bitter sharp, feeling.
Light begins to fade and all heat escapes me.
Standing there, in silence, I shiver
In pain from the bitter jabs the wind carries.
I can not lift my head, for the cold is relentless,
Harsh and bitter in the undying winter wind.
Pain is my only warmth, but that soon subsides.
Numb, I no longer seek the light, or ache for warmth.
So I stand there, numb, and alone.....
if you want to know, just ask
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TheDarknessContinues's avatar
This is depressing and beautiful. Good imagery.