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Stone Cold
There is a stirring Unfamiliar feeling Woken to strangeness Deep in the chest. Yet longing of lost memories Fluttering to the surface A light approacheth Cling to it in hopefulness. Sands of time have flowed So long empty and barren Parched and dehydrated A stone cold heart. With the stirrings And fluttering’s Is it time to wake A stone cold heart? |
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very insiteful. Can a cold heart be warmed.I think so.
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The tombstone heart, beats off rigomortis mixed mortar. Winters elements crack, break the mould. Torrential tears flood the soiled foundation. Corrosive winds change chilled Deaths' dark clench, releasing the ice cold fingers & the heart beats once more
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The tombstone heart, beats off rigomortis mixed mortar. Winters elements crack, break the mould. Torrential tears flood the soiled foundation. Corrosive winds change chilled Deaths' dark clench, releasing the ice cold fingers & the heart beats once more Powerful poem. |
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From one friend to another
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Stone Cold a very good poem i liked it alot very well said :)
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Thank you ladies.
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