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Pure obsidian
lakes of liquid demise.
I dip my insipid fingers
into the familiar abyss,
kisses from the cold 
pierce their way to my veins.
As the water breathes deep
hollow chest rises, falls.
Dim heartbeats; temporary.
Sorrow scatters in the glossed ripples.
Exhale,
Expire.

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