June 10, 2009
Everything about me was frozen.
My emotions.
My features.
My look on the world, about my world.
My beliefs.
Everything about me was set in stone.
Never to be changed.
I was like a sculpture.
Everybody walked right past me, just another piece of art.
Everybody thought I was perfect, that i didn't need change.
My looks may have been perfect, but my heart needed change.
Then one day a girl walked up to me, but did not pass.
In that moment my heart that felt as hard as stone began to beat agian.
And in that moment I thawed and saw the world through new eyes.

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