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Relief From the Cold

The orange glow from the sun has descended never coming back

The sky now only a fateful black

This white snow heavily begins to fall

In this white out I can see nothing at all

For there is nowhere left to go

Soon I will be just a frozen block in the snow

All of my friends have gone away

But in the snow they will forever stay

My eyes keep a hopeful stare

They hypothermia growing in my veins I cannot repair

Once it sets in, it's there to remain

Taking my life, making me sane

Ice is the therapy I need

Curing my head, leaving no more reasons to bleed

Keyword: Relief From the Cold

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Posted by lemon 2008-03-11 16:28:30 .... interesting + Report this comment
Posted by gsaracen 2008-03-11 19:09:48 .... I'm glad some people take the trouble to make their poetry rhyme or have rythm! bravo! + Report this comment
Posted by 1800 2008-03-12 04:09:58 .... I'd rather die freezing to death than in the sweltering heat of the desert sun. + Report this comment
Posted by Dirkin 2008-03-12 05:18:48 .... A good poem with a nice rythm. Always so sad though + Report this comment
Posted by Sad Sara 2008-03-14 14:56:05 Yeah... Very clever Cody, yer metaphored yerself write out of the white out, bleeding the pen to poetically pen the pain pinning you in. I swear I'm not tryin' to rhyme. lol Anyway, tour de force with creativity Sorrowful One. I love it. Take care, 'Anna + Report this comment

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