Running Cold
Sadness and weeping,
my heart is faintly beating.
My soul grows so cold,
My life's already sold.
Blood running thin,
A darkness grows within.
An epitome of pain,
It slowly starts to rain.
Drizzle on your mind,
the hopelessness inside.
Nothing has arrived,
in my pitiful attempt to survive.
~Gelid
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