Wednesday 4 February 2009

New Begining's.

The wrath of coldness warms my blood
To hear it pulse to hear it thud.
I shiver as it makes me bold
I feel the strength of its new hold.
With this feeling comes great power
With all the sadness it does devour.
I stand up taller than the rest
Ironic that i am the shortest.
But i see over all the crowds
'Cos im up here floating in the clouds.

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