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Cold air

Cold air dancing on my skin

I breath in to know I am still here

The loss of touch has given way to deep dark despair

Pain vibrates down my spin as I sit and write today

Nothing takes away the darkness inside

Stars seen as night opens up without the city lights dimming my sight

Coffins line the street as we sit down to eat

Festivals of hope but no one has any left

We dance in the mud laughing just because

Tingling over my body is felt as I lay here and weep

She tells me I love you, words are cheap

Cold air dancing on my skin 

written by: Derrick A Jasper January 14th 2015


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