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Stepping out into the pure white
My senses begin to numb
But my mind will not succumb
Shoes slip from my feet
The cold nips at them in spite
There's a certain warmth here
Inside the frozen slum
A warmth that seems to be covered by deceit
The frigid night allows me to disengage
Leaving the snow without fear
In this land, I leave behind all of my virulent rage
- by [ Im Not Raven ] |
- Holiday Poem Contest
- | Submitted on 12/12/2008 |
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- Title: Sterile
- Artist: [ Im Not Raven ]
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Description:
I'm mainly entering this for fun and since it's that season I thought "Hey, why not submit something that was inspired by winter weather."
It's a simple poem, there isn't a lot I can say about it. - Date: 12/12/2008
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- RainJosh - 12/16/2008
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I voted 5/5 and I voted fairly at the same time.
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- Junkie Blue - 12/14/2008
- This is great! I love it!
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- DJ Arctic Wolf - 12/13/2008
- It's amazing!
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