Hell of Fire and IceA Poem by To be scene To be heardAll alone... In this hell.. Fire licking my skin. Piercing screams. Claws riping at my flesh. Blackness.... Consumes me. Whats happening? Its so cold. Am i no longer in hell? Tears drop like hail. Clasping a tear with my tarnish hand. Carving a heart. Dropping to my knees. Life fading from me. Snow makeing a blanket. Layed apon me. Slowly dieing inside and out.
© 2012 To be scene To be heardAuthor's Note
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