The FearA Poem by ElizaB
Spine of ice;
A rapid heart At seamless words, Rooms apart. And yet you still Steal my grin; Extinguish light; Starve me thin. My love; a cost. My love; begin. Bones of frost Upon my skin. © 2017 ElizaB |
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Added on August 6, 2017Last Updated on August 6, 2017 Author
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