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Frigid Soul
by Harrison Elliot
I close the door behind me,
It shatters just like glass.
The sleet has settled quietly
On entities I pass.
My fingers feel so brittle.
The frost is biting me.
Arrays of airy snow drift by.
How cold can your heart be?
The wind begins to chase me.
The snowflakes hit my face.
A shiver trickles up my spine.
I need to leave this place.
A light frost coats the railing.
My hands are turning blue.
My blood is running solid.
I've lost my love for you.
Every time I take a step,
My feet cry out in throe.
Barefoot in your hailing soul,
Without a place to go.
The sky is dark as eyes wide shut,
The only light I see,
Is shining from my very being,
Illuminates from me.
A blizzard of cold misery,
It knocks me to my knees.
I cannot bring myself to stand,
But in your heart... I freeze.
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