Look for me, look down.
Deep, deep down.
Swallowed by the darkness.
Total absence of light.
In the cold, I cannot see my breath.
Tears are frozen to my cheeks.
The cold broke my heart.
Shattered.
Shards are ground into dust.
Here I am.
See me, see me not.
Nothing matters.
SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(31/01/2013)
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