March 28, 2010
By , Colorado Springs, CO
I am here wondering why time stopped.
All the clocks have frozen in this place.
The rain has turned into little ice drops.
They fall down from above onto my face.

I am here wondering why I stand alone.
As cold as it is, I am chilled to the bone.
The doors have shut me out with frost.
They are the memories that I have lost.

I am here wondering why life holds me.
The steps underneath me are so icy.
The warmth in my body starts to leave.
They are what I use to always believe.

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