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The snow falls down around me.

Like a barracade of frost.

It punctures my heart with a deadly cold.



My toes and fingers are tingleing.

And my nose is red with warning.

I cannot stand here much longer.



I'm shivering, from head to toe.

With the winter clothe around me.

Outside this gallant world is so bitter.



The warmth from my heart is fading.

Almost as quickly as my smile.

Absently I huddle into a ball.



Moments left till I render myself gone.

And I'm freezing the feelings out.

They have no more time to be put in check.



The ice clings to my skin.

And the sleet becomes my clothes.

I wonder if I shall ever wake up.



Laying my head to rest.

On the winter white snow.

I forget I exist.



Sadly I close my eyes and give up.

Placing myself to an eternal rest.

There is no more need for shivering.