Frozen Heart - Poem by Javier Falcon
The ice wind blows through my hair,
freezing the last bits of my heart,
as the frost bite no longer hurts,
and ice is my very last sight.
Yet waist deep in snow I sit.
Not caring of what might happen,
or what ever there is left,
no tears, just no pain.
Emotionless and darkness shrouds
just like from this storm,
As I sit here all alone,
just frozen like a stone.
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