My blood ran cold – At the thought of losing you – But it didn’t stop the bullet – And though I’m frozen I’m still – Alive – And I’m not sure why when I’m made of ice and rage and I walk every day into the chaos – Only for it to stream past without disturbing one hair as I scream into the silence – My heart doesn’t beat – Anymore – It stopped the day a slug burst out the back of your heart and time stood still – For a moment – Long enough for my blood to slow – To stop its course and even though I’m still alive in this nightmare of waking – I am as dead – As you are

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