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Jan 13, 2005 04:05


Snowman

In the cold of the night
I am nothing but ice
hard, sharp, jaded and deadly

In a blink of an eye
I am vulnerable, weeping
and destroyed

I am now water melting
mixing with tears and silent cries

I burn in the power and honesty of the sun
fading into mother nature's arms...

-titanicsgirl 2005
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