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Death of a Soul
Cold numbness runs through
Shivers run down my spine
Hair stands on end
Chills from my dying soul
Broken jagged edges
Stabbing in deeper
Tears falling like glass
Bleeding from my soul
Shivers run down my spine
Hair stands on end
Chills from my dying soul
Broken jagged edges
Stabbing in deeper
Tears falling like glass
Bleeding from my soul
Published 6th Feb 2022
Author's Note
Hi this is my first poem in a really long time, so please kind constructive criticism. Just going through a rough and confusing time right now and needed and outlet. Thank you for reading!
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