The Ice

The Ice

A Poem by FaeryQueen
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The cold is close to me,

Don’t graze your skin on mine because it could turn to ice,

The only reason mine hasn’t turned to ice is because I’ve grown stronger than you could’ve ever imagine,

And from all the pain I’ve had to endure,

I’ve resurrected myself once again. 

© 2016 FaeryQueen


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Added on March 12, 2016
Last Updated on March 12, 2016