Bare soul.
Wandering
through the depth
of a shallow crowd.
Frozen.
Your breath
stolen
by her glimpse.
Dark eyes
cutting
through your skin.
As sharp
as a dagger.
And you burn
for her.
Your tears.
Your lungs.
Your heart.
Ashes.
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