In Me Poem by Amber Swiney

In Me



A bitter coldness,
flows through my veins.

But a fire burns,
deep into my soul.

An emptiness,
fills my body.

A shell covers,
whats really underneath.

Inside there is nothing,
I am a black hole.

In me this is no beginning,
In me there is no end.

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