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Click hereFrozen wasteland a mind that never sleeps,
Through craggy shards darkness doth creep.
Forgotten memories swirl like an eerie mist,
Suppressed and unkind yet always to exist.
Silent screams, humble pleas,
Lonely or alone always to be.
An artic heart pumping ice water,
Given to one, broken by another.
Depression, a heavy blanket of misery,
Inky blankness smothers, no tears to see.
A small flicker, my flame of hope,
Give me fuel, feed me, and see what all I can be.
A small flicker, my flame of hope,
Give me fuel, feed me, and see what all I can be.
(killer ending!)
It's all good!
Frozen was a great poem with a build up to a great ending...thanks