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Submitted:May 26, 2011 Reads: 117 Comments: 41 Likes: 9
Lying in the dark
Counting the cracks in the ceiling
Cold skin
Cold hands tremble
It all comes falling in
Warm blade grazes cold flesh
Cold hand trembles
I won’t!
I won’t!
I won’t!
Drip
Drip
Drip
Cold hands tremble
Numb
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