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
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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