Sandra’s Skin

Sandra’s skin began to tingle
in the chilling breeze of gloom
as the cold grey line of darkness
quickly raced across the room.

Bent doubly sharply-pained
within her ever closing womb
coiled in bed life now dead
the visitor not coming.

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