The Mountain

February 23, 2009
I am a mountain
Strong and masculine I watch over the earth
My snowy peaks Scraping the Heavens
My jagged rocks extend out like arms cutting through the air
My rocky base caressing the ground around me
I feel wind peircing cold wind splitting my face
The snow is my hair
Silver, shiny, and smooth like silk
The clouds are my breath. Soft and subtle
Try to test my cold boundless terrain





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CDAPB1 said...
Mar. 8, 2009 at 1:53 am
This is really good my friend!
Dont wanna say your name out loud.. on the internet..
But yeahhh.
I will see u on monday..
but the poem is really good!
I like it.
:)
 
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