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An eery hush falls to the ground,
silence clings to the wind,
an uneasy calm smothers me
Coldness surrounds me,
enveloping me in its icy fingers
Frightfully I lie here,
praying for tomorrow's sun
The fire within my soul is burning down,
growing smaller and weaker with every breath I take
My skin quivers in the breeze,
the warmth from within is withered
silence clings to the wind,
an uneasy calm smothers me
Coldness surrounds me,
enveloping me in its icy fingers
Frightfully I lie here,
praying for tomorrow's sun
The fire within my soul is burning down,
growing smaller and weaker with every breath I take
My skin quivers in the breeze,
the warmth from within is withered
Once again, not sure when I wrote this (I didn't date it). I just remember it was winter and I was in this weird "dark" mood of some kind. Kind of like a depressing state from all the cold I guess.
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