My body is cold,

I tremble as each blow
Takes me lower
No matter how close the fire gets to my skin,
No matter how much sunshine I shoot into my veins,
I still feel this chill.
It leaves me numb
And in pain.
I feel nothing yet
I feel everything.
It's all there;
The nothingness,
The void
The hole.
The absence of 
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