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Winter Inside.

Walking on the Street,

Everything's blurred.

Can't see a soul,

Can't feel a thing.

Winter breeze,

Ever so chilling.

Glazed eyes,

Leaving only nothingness.

A cold fire,

Glowing dimly.

  Dimmer,

                                                                                    Dimmer,                                                                             and

Dimmer

                                            

                                                                 Alone in the                                                corner,

Curled up.

On the snow bed    helpless,

Suffocating.

As hollowness creeps in,

Devouring all that is within.

I know I shouldn't be writing this.