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Cold, my lips tremble

Colors spin before my eyes

The waves of despair crashing around me

The silence is deafening

 

No more will my soul hurt

Today I have found “peace”

Because my face has seen

The mask of death

 

Red pools around me

Words carved into my skin

Pounding, pounding, pounding

My body is giving in

 

The coldness suffocates me

Icicles pierce my insides

The familiar emaciated skeleton

Laughs and burns my skin