freeze
when blood runs coldand faces freeze
my heart stops beating
i fall to my knees
everything stops
and i cant breath
things are lost
never to be seen
freeze
when blood runs cold11-28-2009
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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time | 3 | 12/15/2009 |
blame | 1 | 11/29/2009 |
more then | 1 | 11/29/2009 |
waiting | 0 | 11/29/2009 |
three days | 0 | 11/29/2009 |
sleepless | 0 | 11/29/2009 |
no choice | 0 | 11/29/2009 |
MY GIRL! | 0 | 11/29/2009 |
what is wrong with me? | 2 | 11/29/2009 |
freeze | 1 | 11/28/2009 |
insist | 1 | 11/24/2009 |
school | 1 | 11/24/2009 |
senses | 4 | 11/24/2009 |
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