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Frozen

It seemed to be so popular the disney hit
Everyone sings the song  and thinks its great
A magick tale to dress with that blue skirt  
And glorify that snow queens estate  
   
Hans Christian Andersens he wrote    
A tale with morals at their heart  
Good to triumph over evils in each book  
My frozen epic I will chart  
   
The walking stick is the wand I carry  
The attack its random nature varies  
My aid to help me run not tarry  
To snails pace that speed it is not hairy  
   
Of frost desends upon the bones  
The creaking door that opened    
And settled within my unwelcoming home  
Seeing me a puppet like strings all broken  
   
Not yet the solid permafrost  
The wooden walk and rolling gait  
A creeping step of limbs that lock  
Its vice a grip at its own pace    
   
 Empathy, a well meaning false facade  
The agony to say (im fine) a statue stiffened  
Fools gold of treatment, a gain that fades  
 Lifes remote control that god has hidden  
   
The side effects of pills prescribed
Defrost the frigidity that I hold  
Will their melt bring hope to life
And could poetry be that antidote
slipalong
Written by slipalong
Published | Edited 7th Oct 2019
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