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these days my veins wrap
themselves tighter
to my muscle and the
wind blows through me.
even the reminder to
breathe etched across
the creases on my left
hand doesn't help my
latent happiness;
my hands are red with
cold and my eyes are
dull with sleep.
but these are also
the days i feel most alive.
my room is the coldest room in the house. i'm wrapped in three fleece blankets.

wrote this hastily while cleaning my room and bathroom.
does it flow okay ?




blindsided- bon iver
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Atropaean's avatar
very nice short piece, wind blows through/breathe etched/hand are my favourite parts