If there were to be
a new part
I'd side with those
who chose their heart
But when they died
out of vain
For their image
'must be sustained'
I saw the ice
around their chest
And ran to Brains
For they knew best
But logic failed
To cancel the fear
So they fell from their place
flailing their limbs
And I picked up the icicles
Patted them off
Till they were warm
And I wasn't lost
With a mind in my head
A heart under ribs
I started off
To the side of Not Lost
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Pink
Poetry"I landed on the ground and it had this horrible thing called gravity" In all it's different forms The poetry of pain The words of the girl who went from pink To a lonely shade of gray #67 Highest Rank © 2015 ML_Brooks, all rights reserv...
