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by Cabbit
Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1169581
This is kind of depressing. It is about death.
I'm numb.
Right down to my toes.
I'm chilled.
Frozen to my core.
I see.
Nothing but the Darkness.
I'm in.
Some tight inclosed space.
I have no feeling.
I see.
Faces of my loved ones.
They seem.
To be in pain.
Now I see.
Nothing but the Darkness.
I smell.
The musty odor of soil.
I am gently being lifted.
Then set down.
I hear.
The crying of my loved ones.
But.
I have no feeling.
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