ColdA Poem by SarahCortlandthe attitude commonly mistaken.Cold A feeling of chills, but not literally cold. Knowing all to well how it feels, the feeling quite bold. Off and often secluding, not real peace but mere silence. A scene that is quite eluding, to the inner chaos and violence. Swirls of different thoughts, but only one who can see. A view of where the soul rots, an inner view of thee. Time being a key reason, for how this has evolved. But to tell would be treason because the lies are too involved. Underneath is is very dark, only insight is through the eyes. The eyes are a simple spark but the spark reveals truth to the lies. To see isn't that tough but to understand you'd have to truly look. The core is very rough but the eyes are an open book. To read takes time her you'd need to know. A heart filled with grime and needing a place to go. The girl is so eager to please simply needing to be understood needing any sort of ease yet this is what we label cold.
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AuthorSarahCortlandOwensboro, KYAboutMy name is Myspace Layouts. I love to Write poetry and I am currently working on one book. Sometimes I write short stories but Poetry is what i like to Stick to. Confidence Quotes .. more..Writing
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