Dreariness makes the world turn to shades of grey
A patch of sunlight beats down on my flesh
I cannot feel its warmth…
Caustic coolness has infiltrated me
The cold tingles through my veins
The ever so present warm blood…
…has turned tepid
This tepid liquid torrents its way towards the core
It’s liquidity crystalizing with every swish
…my heart…
…has turned to ice…

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