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My broken time line
November 19, 2011
My feet march and march
until even the ground is in pain
from the constant thump
of my heavy stride.
My heals are worn,
and suffering from the
unforgiving cold
and straining wind.
My hands tremble and
i am as white as a ghost
who has been covered in snow,
stripped down,
then bleached until it hurts to even tough my own cheek.
The snow falls in rhythm
with my falling tears,
but each time i shed a tear,
it turns as hard and rigid as ice
and pierces my heart like an
impenetrable dagger
formed under dragon's breath.
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deliciousannika{: said...
on Dec. 2 2011 at 9:41 am
Dear Emilie. This is wonderful sweetie! I really like it (:
