Solitude

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soft and cold
cotton white
bright and black
the night sky
silky sheets
that cover me
a hole,
where you laid,
next to me

the fabric's touch
on my skin
a winter's breath
grey and thin
extinguishes my body heat
awakens demons
crawl to my feet

where you once were
is now just space
of numbness,
freezing sheets
and lace

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