Heat of ice; Frozen fire

Heat of ice; Frozen fire

A Poem by Broken Like An Angel

Love. You’re breeding.


Fear. You’re breathing.


Voices of the unknown. Are misleading.


Scent of death. You’re needing.


On the souls. You’re feeding.


With the dead. You’re pleading.


The bible. You’re reading.


It doesn’t help. You’re bleeding.

© 2011 Broken Like An Angel


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It doesnt help your bleeding was a great way to end it it was short and to the point with a twist damn good job

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Thank you. I'm glad you like it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Damn.... I like that. And the title is amazing.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Broken Like An Angel
Broken Like An Angel

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My brain is twisted into the glass. I have no rhyme or reason for my writing. Speaking in words the human brain can not decipher. Seeing things as no one can. Breathing in the fires of ice, while sing.. more..

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