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Rippling Reflections

Alone
Heaving, Breathless
so cold in this silence
it begins to rain
the pigment of my skin paints the floor
its rolling off my arms
im numb
my reflection is laughing at me
I am but a naked skeleton
Crying
tears strike my laughing self
And I see...
You
The color returns
Slowly riseing from head to toe
The reflection I see rises to life
and you pull out your hand
We walk together to the horizon