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Helena

By , peekskill, NY
Your ice cold eyes penetrate mine,
Peeking far into my once warm heart
Freezing the blood,
Slowly,silently killing me.
I quietly watch with sheer terror
As you fade into the misty black,
As the darkness takes over me,
Leaving nothing but the frozen shell of my
Former self.





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