A Dark Light

September 30, 2007
By amber Hoogerhyde, Ardmore, OK

I wonder without sight.
I speak without voice.
just thinking you'd be here tonight.
my mind shut my body without choice.
The whip of wind stuttering as blows,
The tears on my face freezes.
The white and black beneeth my toes,
The soft wind and the light breezes
fall upon my face with a chill
A snowflake fell on my face.
no one knew how i got out with a kill
but i know i was in a different place.

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