Fictional Lives

Where worlds collide.

Frostbite.

The damp pillow clings to the cheek

Heavy, the swollen lids struggle

Blink away the dewdrops stuck between the lashes

Fight each drop that trickles down

Leaving a chilling trail,

An invisible cold stain.

Bit,

By bit,


Frostbite sets into the heart.

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