An Icy Death

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As the bitter cold nips at my battered and bruised body
My swollen eyes try to focus on the world around me
I try to remember how I got in this icy grave
that very well may be the end of me
The creepy and dark cavern which holds me
and my fate creeks and quakes as the voices of my capture
rings through its halls. The bone chilling temperature clouds my thinking
The only warmth comes from my bloody and oozing wounds
Pain rings through my wounded leg
I faintly remember him stabbing me with a cold hard icicle 
from which he took from the cavern above me
my vision clouds as I hear faint footsteps coming my way
My heart races , My breath becomes shallow
his presence bears down on me like a rock on my chest
I can hear his ragged breathing coming closer
My whole body freezes in hopes he will think I'm already dead
alas to late he is right over me the stench of stale liquor making me gag
His deep raspy voice fills the whole cavern as he lets out a bone chilling laugh
A shiver runs through me as his ice cold hands wrap around my neck
I gasp for air, claw at his hands. It only seems to feed into his lust for my end
I try to reach up struggling to grab an icicle as a weapon
I am to weak though, as I succumb to my lack of air and my bleeding wounds
Through glassy blurred eyes i see my capture smiling wickedly 
I beg for death to take me as my breathing slows and my body gives up
He grasps my throat harder as he sees I am closer to death
My body shakes violently as I feel my last few breaths leave my body
He stares at my blank eyes and unmoving body with satisfaction
He turns and leaves me to rot in this my icy grave