Tell me not.
By h2whoa
Tell me not that You'll pick me up. Tell me not that Revenge will be mine. The ice creeps closer To my bleeding throat And the cold stills My once thrashing body. Tell me not that I'll be OK And tell me not that You love me. If I'd been merely drowning I could have fought. I'm stuck in a solid-water tomb At last the Moon is sated. Tell me not that You are fire. I know the ice Is here to stay. Written December 17th, 2001 © on Dec 17 2001 03:57 AM PST 0 • 18 • 1
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