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Ice
Her breath is slow, walking alone
With no place to go crystals on her
Skin, her blood grows cold, her
Scared heart turning to stone
Soon it will beat no more.
Forever wandering in these
Halls of ice. She lost the fight
There was no end insight. Forever losing
Any light, darkness never loses the fight
Leaving her broken and shattered like ice, she
Died tonight in these halls of ice.
With no place to go crystals on her
Skin, her blood grows cold, her
Scared heart turning to stone
Soon it will beat no more.
Forever wandering in these
Halls of ice. She lost the fight
There was no end insight. Forever losing
Any light, darkness never loses the fight
Leaving her broken and shattered like ice, she
Died tonight in these halls of ice.
Published 13th Oct 2017
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13th Oct 2017 10:52pm
Loved the meteaphor of ice. "Darkness never loses the fight." That line stood out to me. Wonderful work, welcome to DUP!
- Fairy
- Fairy
14th Oct 2017 7:04am
15th Oct 2017 6:36am
15th Oct 2017 10:16am
Interesting way to form your stanza's not something I'd do, but for your poem it works and it works well. A beautifully formed poem and I hope that whatever caused this is gone now, or easier.
