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A Frozen Heart
Our kingdom has gone asunder,
They're rolling in do you hear the thunder.
They're coming to overthrow my brain,
put someone else in charge? That's insane!
The heart is weak give it the test
Miserably it fails just like the rest.
If you think I'm cold well thats just nice,
let me poem speak a heart made of ice.
No longer it sends warm blood through my veins more like liquid nitrogen to lessen the pain. Because I'm frozen and if you still doubt,
your cold dead body I could care less about.
They're rolling in do you hear the thunder.
They're coming to overthrow my brain,
put someone else in charge? That's insane!
The heart is weak give it the test
Miserably it fails just like the rest.
If you think I'm cold well thats just nice,
let me poem speak a heart made of ice.
No longer it sends warm blood through my veins more like liquid nitrogen to lessen the pain. Because I'm frozen and if you still doubt,
your cold dead body I could care less about.
Published 9th Jul 2014
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11th Jul 2014 1:16am
Anonymous
19th Jul 2014 4:53pm
Great write, sometimes darkness can be beautiful.
25th Jul 2014 00:35am
Me of a few years ago would have thought what can be done to get rid of the darkness. However me of today realizes that the fear of darkness has at least one source found in the mind, and may not correspond to reality. Besides if someone is dead, they probably don't have many concerns.
