It's So cold.

Its so cold in here.
I can see my breath.
Visions unclear.
Am I finally meeting my death?
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Its so Cold.
Alone in this room.
It gets old.
I live in my own tomb.
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It gets colder with each minute.
As Im finding it impossible to breathe.
Living alone in my repute.
My thoughts now imposible to conceive.
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This room has become hollow.
Like an empty shell.
Harder now to swallow.
As I bid the world farewell.
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Goodbye to the old.
Hello to doom.
It's so cold.
Alone in this room...

(c) JP 2005