Tears of the unknownA Poem by MrKnowAll
As I stood there, leaning on a pole,
I felt the chill weather touching my skin, I heard whispers of the ice queen , and saw the fountain play over and over. I couldn't resist but to check on my hands, they were cold and shivering, and suddenly, the ice that covered my head, changed to water. I have yet to see anything , and tears of the unknown covered my chick. © 2013 MrKnowAllReviews
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