icebergs by Arantxa

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Oct 2013

icebergs

Gray-faced eyes are burnt out
and our flames are gone so I
am resting my heart.
Frozen hearts grow colder
with every touch and like
icebergs we are drifting
apart.

Written by

Arantxa The Netherlands

(The Netherlands)

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