Beside the winter's chill
Does my hear remain.
Thumping, beating, breaking
under the punishment of the others.
So, rather than declare defeat,
I turn my heart to blend as one.
My heart echos the whispy whispers
watchful freeze
Singing to loss, hurt, lack
Without relief.
A winter chill, sub zero feel
Encases my heart to never pump warm again.
-2009
About Me
- Laura #5
- Trying to make a difference, DAILY. Always trying to be the best at what I do. I'm unique in my own little way and would love to be an inspiration to every one and make a diffrence in peoples lives especially Us the young people's lives....
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