Frozen heartA Poem by SleeplessVolcano I wondered why my hands were perpetually so cold Until my eyes opened through the steamy fog - a hot-and-cold moment of clarity when I realized that for far too long I've been holding your frozen heart.
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SleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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