dead eyes like twilight
haunting through frosted trees
and empty barren lands
frost bitten and bitter
to the peace between chaos
against soft winter snow
that remains untouched by the footprints
of people in little houses
but i walk on stilted legs
each deliberate step
is treading on shadows
silent and aching
like cold feet wading
through treacherous waters
in the escapades of silent streams
breath burned
across fields of ice
with carefully placed hands
on cold set stone
Mar 6, 2013
Mar 6, 2013 at 7:31 PM UTC
dead eyes like twilight
haunting through frosted trees
and empty barren lands
frost bitten and bitter
to the peace between chaos
against soft winter snow
that remains untouched by the footprints
of people in little houses
but i walk on stilted legs
each deliberate step
is treading on shadows
silent and aching
like cold feet wading
through treacherous waters
in the escapades of silent streams
breath burned
across fields of ice
with carefully placed hands
on cold set stone
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