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Nov 03, 2004 18:16

Frozen
Like a raindrop sliding down the iced window of her dreams
She stops it and in her hand is left holding on to all that she has become
Letting it seep into her skin and fill her hollow soul
She feels that one bit more complete

For all the years her dreams were left to do the talking
Its as though she was a lost bird without a song to sing
And every night her hands are placed together
To preach the words that she would never speak

The fire burns off from all of the cold that lies within her
Trusting that it will not take over completely
She closes her grey ocean filled eyes
Resting on that she made it through another brash storm that knows no ending
-a.n.
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