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Death Upon Her
In silence he lay upon her pillow,
As cold and icy as winters' eve
Falling upon her every breath
Goosebumps appear
Her body no longer lays warm
Every part of her body now seems too bare
Clothing cannot stop the coldness from over taking her body
She tosses
As if looking for some kind of warmth
The faint blonde hairs on her arms
seem to stand on their ends
Her nipples are now visible
through the white fabric of her nightgown
They seem to be trying to escape and poke through the fabric
All the blankets cannot seem to stop the cold
His hands touch her every part
Sending chills throughout her body
So deep they feel
Even her soul feels them
Yet her eyes do not open
she remains in sweet sleep
In hours it is all gone
She believes it to be a reoccuring dream
To her he's nothing but a fantasy
But he watches her every night
Laying next to her
with a coldness he cannot shake
He waits until her death
For then he will hold her
With his icy arms of death.
