I
know
how cold it was
and
how cold I were
you looked inside my heart
snowed asunder,
alone
you
stood
Frozen
by what I have chosen.
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 3:45 PM UTC
I
know
how cold it was
and
how cold I were
you looked inside my heart
snowed asunder,
alone
you
stood
Frozen
by what I have chosen.
A true Confession of instability.
Request permission to use this poem