Cold and Standing Alone

June 7, 2012
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Cold.

I stand.

Head tilted chin lifted,
I stare straight up.

Eyes weary,
Feelings heavy,

Its pouring.

Hands cold,
Legs frozen.

Embracing myself.
Re-tracing myself.

As I stand and stare,
Way up there.

I shatter.

As I recall those memories,
I remain.

Unspoken for,
Broken to four.

I refrain to say,
The memory of pain.

Brought me here today.
As I stand here,

Cold.

In the rain...





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