Thursday, 2 February 2012

Poetry - I lie Dead

I lie dead

In the snow

Cold white chill

To the bone

Eyes wide blue

Stare out there

Snowflakes fall

All around

I see naught

I hear wind

Through my heart

Touch my soul

I lie dead

In the snow

Arms stiff out

Quiet angel

Quiet angel       say softer and softer

Quiet angel

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