Brumal FlameA Poem by TheUnforgivinFallenAngelI wrote this back in 7th grade. I still like it to this day.
teeter on the edge of sleep
blissful grasp of opiate dreams in and out, I fade and return frostbitten heart can not burn I care not, except for ecstasy as I kiss you away from me become immune to your cold will my mind becomes a winter's chill maybe tomorrow, when I return I will teach my love to learn If I live before I wake © 2011 TheUnforgivinFallenAngel |
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