RuinA Poem by Gimmic the Victor
Scorching hot this summer day,
Feeling colder then frigid ice, Long laced words pierce your heart, Feeling not the sweat on your brow, Daggers of frost stab your chest making you shiver Violently then weep, Tossing back your head you laugh with mixed emotions... Love, so many had said, would ruin you, and you paid them No heed... © 2010 Gimmic the Victor |
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3 Reviews Added on September 23, 2010 Last Updated on September 27, 2010 AuthorGimmic the VictorYour twisted little mind., NHAboutNot much to say. I'm Victor, though I go by my nickname, Vic. I write when I find the time...either college work steals my time or uh. ~Coughs~ Skyrim of late. There is nothing super new up, but I am .. more..Writing
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