i'm dying
in that dark corner
beyond their eyes
frozen under fears
and false impression
of ice
i'm dying
at this dreadful night
in silent fight
between my mind and my heart
to find the right
i'm dying
my hands are ice-cold
shivering
with full weakness
and i'm no longer bold
to face a hurting scaring world
i'm dying
my soul is trying
to get out
of my body
of my cells
and then crying
releasing a loud broken shout
and now my soul
became cool
trying to sleep
in gloomy pool
of silenc, deep
but i'm still dying.....! ! ! ! !
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