My icy breath
Whispers
A plea
For change
Snow buries my heart
Leaving it fragile
And frozen
A chill
From the tips of my toes
To my slender shoulders
Yet here I stand
Solid as ice
Equipped with a harsh tongue
An icy aura
A spark in my soul
Ready to fire up my heart
As I race
To the new year
Ready to heat things up
After being treated so cold
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A Dark Rose Blooms (poetry)
PoetryA piece of me. A place to open all my wounds and share my joy. All the poetry here is personal to me. Writing is an escape for me, and only through writing can I put my thoughts and emotions out into the world honestly. Each piece is dated, the day...
