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The calcification of my heart has begun,
every part of humanity being stripped from me
skin to bone
changing the meaning of mortality.
The warmth disappearing,
the frost burrowing
and I am empty.
Brittle bones breaking
my structure is falling apart
skin falling in on itself.
The breath of life leaving my lungs
contractions stopped
muscles are frozen in time.
All color greying out
muted by the end of it all
time has not been my friend.
Everything I am is a memory of a life gone
like breath in a mirror
and I have only been dead an hour.
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