Stood Up Again
By Desdemona
I wear my mind on my sleeve and ring out the dampness.I will cry no more!My tears are little frozen hail balls. Will they ever thaw out?My cold hearted heart no longer alive.Dead and frozen of solid ice.Someone please smash the ice cycles of pain in my memories.Ice pick me apart please!Puncture my barely breathing lungs of frozen blood.BURRRRR, my body inside is completely cold.My breath is taken away.I stare off into space as my body stops breathing.Once again I am a frozen statue knocked over.Stood up once again.Stone cold inside once again! Written November 3rd, 1998 © on Nov 03 2001 03:13 AM PST, Lee Gillilan 18 • 0 • 1
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"I wear my mind on my sleeve and ring out the dampness.I will cry no more!My tears are little frozen hail balls. Will they ever thaw out?My cold hearted heart no longer alive.Dead and frozen of solid ice.Someone please smash the ice cycles of pain in my memories.Ice pick me apart please!Puncture my barely breathing lungs of frozen blood.BURRRRR, my body inside is completely cold.My breath is taken away.I stare off into space as my body stops breathing.Once again I am a frozen statue knocked over.Stood up once again.Stone cold inside once again!..."