The Cold.

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The cold around me approaches
It surrounds me
Encroaching on my space
Wanting to take over

I walk around
The cold arena
Underneath are bodies
Frozen and still

Untouched for decades
They want to be released
Out into the open
Creeping and crawling

A chill comes over me
I want to leave
But something pulls me back
How will I escape





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Mgymnast This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 30, 2011 at 5:23 pm

i like how it ends! and how this describes snow as being bad!! I love the descriptions you used! :)

also, if you get the chance could you take a look at my some of my poems such as A Mirror Image and The Sinners Confession (and comment and rate them????)  it would be greatly appreciated!! THANKS!

 
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