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Winter's Tragedy

September 17, 2018
By Anonymous

I sit at the window

Frosted with small specks of ice

The snow bleeds a violent shade of red

A trail of blood snakes behind me

I breath heavily yet I seem to suffocate 

I place my hand over the gaping hole in my chest 

I watch him walk hand in hand with her

My face is as pale as snow 

My hands as cold as ice

I gasp for air and collapse 

You could say I died of a broken heart 


The author's comments:

Death by heartbreak.


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