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Cold

sun beats down
warming up my skin
 
heat is radiating
but why do I feel  
so damn cold?
 
words thrown out  
through the window
float aimlessly
 
can they even be heard?
 
I think this is still me talking
as I sit here in the silence
an embattlement of flesh and bone
at the edge of despondency all alone
 
interaction long gone with the breeze
sheltered in black and white
darkness draws her blind
sentenced to a life of solitude  
deep within the recesses of my mind
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