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The Fallen One

December 13, 2013
By laceandcoffee PLATINUM, Rio Rancho, New Mexico
laceandcoffee PLATINUM, Rio Rancho, New Mexico
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;We make up horrors to help us escape from the real ones.&quot;- Stephen King<br /> &quot;But I don&#039;t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry. I want danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.&quot;- Aldous Huxley


her eyes were cold,
dark,
misty,
and blue,

as the wind
nipped at her nose
and her arms
grew numb.

the fresh fallen snow
hugged her silhouette,
like a fallen angle.
the blood soaked sweater,
like a velvet robe.

the numbness crept
through her veins,
to her hips,
to her toes.

they had left her
to freeze,
to bleed,
to die.

she didn't bother with hope.
she was tired,
hungry,
cold,
alone.

she looked to the sky,
said her prayers,
and gave in
to her weary eyes.


The author's comments:
This is one of my first ever poems so I thought I'd share. I'm not sure how good it is, but I hope you enjoy it!

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