Frozen garden statues stare
Voidly into nihility
Eyes that see all but do not
Comprehend anything.
I am frozen, frigid as ice,
All of me is bare and numb.
I have eyes that see as well,
I'm just a statue.
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Memoirs Of A Crying Darling
RandomShe always tried to write happy stories and think happy thoughts and to adumbrate the future that may or may not await her.
