downward spiral Posted August 2, 2007 Share Posted August 2, 2007 There is a silence on the wind. Wisps’ my hair but stings my skin. My breath distorts my vision. Like a fog It surrounds my being. My body shakes with a chill. Chattering my teeth, I cannot stand still. My motions begin to decrease. Lips turning blue, spirit beginning to release. The shivering has ceased. The vision gone, I am deceased. Link to comment
Moon Goddess Posted August 2, 2007 Share Posted August 2, 2007 That one makes it straight to the heart it's really penetrating... Link to comment
downward spiral Posted August 3, 2007 Author Share Posted August 3, 2007 thank you........ Link to comment
Bonzophuebes1 Posted August 3, 2007 Share Posted August 3, 2007 Man, I need a sweater...... Very real........ Link to comment
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