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In the Ice
Laying down all sprawled against the cold sheets.
The coolness.
The cleansing touch of this vapor mist.
Melting all of this warmth that I carry in this kind heart of mine.
Gently caressing my cheeks with its cool and minty breath.
My breath making curly cues like smoke from a freshly lit cigarette on the concrete floor.
It is painful...yes...the frozen touch that it gives me...
The chills.
The thrills.
Yet, the pain of this cooling air that surrounds me gives me this strange warmth.
Almost as if strangling me.
The pain kills yet saves me from all these crucial memories.
Everything is clear now.
Freezing in a temperature below zero.
No longer do I need anyone to be my hero.
All that step over my frozen and preserved body.
Looking at the frost and crystals that gleam over my hair and face.
As if to embroider me with its gentle lace.
As long as I am under this block of ice.
There is no need to think of leaving twice.
-Snow that flutters down like feathers

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