Cold as Stone (Og)A Story by deepshadeCold as winter, strong as stone; She faces the darkness all alone. A silver goddess; a reflection. A mirage; a recollection. No return, no turning back. The past is gone, the future, black. Serpents gather in their nest, As she stands above the rest. Shadows hunt; she hunts the shadows. The moon is risen; she stands below. She views the world through the eyes of others. Black and white; there are no colors, As she looks upon a shattered youth. A shattered mirror shows a shattered truth.
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Added on January 6, 2012 Last Updated on January 6, 2012 AuthordeepshadeCAAboutHave not been around for a few years, planning on re-writing some of this work and posting new works as well. more..Writing
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