In A Bed In Cold Misery

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Looking up from underneath, moonlight steals a shadow in the deep. Reflecting light, casting colour into the night. Fractured light burns over the sea, on the stormy tide electricity kisses me. Lips wet and salty, eyes blinded. I see my reflection staring back at me, pearly skin and icy stare, lying in a sand and coral bedim. I’ll hold my breathe to sleep beneath the surface in a bed of cold misery.

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