"Ice trickled past as he numbed my hand.
The puffs of acid layered when my lungs expanded like a rubber band.
I was a puppet left to decompose as I withered with the snow.
It was when he led my unknowing nature deep where it had glowed.
Such a naive child didn't wonder why was she all alone.
His fingers tightened as the blood seize to travel, until all felt was bone.
The fungi pulsated as the dust piled beneath where the snow clang to my bare feet.
I think I was gone for I did not know, his presence undetected in this place of rows, the only thing i remember was the snow and the unbearable heat."
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Shattered
Poetry"She held on to the thorn knowing it would prick her, and grabbed on to it's roots knowing she would fall, but the hope that flickered in her eyes always seem to shimmer, nothing demolished it at all, she carved her art on the canvas and set the li...
