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The Release


Cold has surrounded me

Covering me in a lake of frozen misery

His ice-cold hands are collecting the last drop of warmth

And spreading the bitter chill deep inside

An avalanche of suffering cascades over every hurdle

My rigid body has succumbed to his icy grasp

Motion has ceased

Fulfilment is denied

Cold has silenced all empathy

I stare through two frosted windows

This imprisonment prays for soothing warmth

An eye trickle of warmth

To run down my cheeks and melt my frozen world

My desperate longing to crush this wall of ice is strong

But try as I may this release is still not there

Background: When you want to cry and really need to, but can't

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