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Winter Kills

In rushes winter
At a furious pace
Upon arrival
Time slows
Descending from grace
 
Shrouding blue skies
In blankets of grey
Dark extends
Cold creeps  
Shall not go away
 
Icy fingers burrow
Excavates my being
Hollow spirit
Light hides
No longer seeing
 
Emotionless shivers
Inhaled with each breath
As if frozen
Air stills
Yet smelling of death
Written by mel44 (Melgar)
Published | Edited 23rd Dec 2017
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