i almost died while you were gone
Certain things happened
that overtook my life
You were not there to stop them
i didn’t have a care
I was in a bleak mood
that struck me every hour
I was floating around my room
Contemplating singularity
i was possessed by a shadow I called doom
It followed me from corner to corner
it asked me why I had not marked the hour
I told it this simple fact
the shadow that had no mind
The coldness of life is death
the warmth of life is life
Live life to avoid the cold
Mark David Jordan, 2010
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