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Dec 2012
My feet are bare
Slow like a mute’s speech
They turn purple and gray
Soon they are frozen
To the ice surface
They stand on
Icicles upward grow
The toe nails crack
The veins below skin
Turn black

A blizzard blows
I cannot move
My arms and legs collect
The snow
My fingers split from cold
From which red liquid drips
And in falling descent
Freezes into
Down facing pillars

As the cold
Chokes upward my throat
Vocal and lungs freeze
And from high pressure
Shatter into shards of glass
I want to scream
But I cannot open my mouth
I bite my tongue
My lips are now solid shut
Slowly burning
Burning

Green eyes
Transform glassy mirrors
Reflecting the approaching moon

Naked am I
Naked of all
Sight
Smell
Hearing

Below my frozen feet cracks the ice
And in the freezing waters
This statue that I now am
Drowns
Into the darkness
Lotus
Written by
Lotus  24/F/Montana
(24/F/Montana)   
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   ---, Violet Wade and ---
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