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Dec 2013
Frozen,
I lay still
under the fallen snow and
wait,
for the sun to kiss my blue
lips,
and release me from my icy grave

They left me here,
to die
wilt away into nothingness,
just like the others
but the cold keeps me solid
keeps me awake and aware
and as I peer through my snowy bed
I see only a sea of white
A frozen abyss
and a place of perpetual dreaming

I will wait here,
like a snake in the grass
for my sun to return
to melt away these frozen chains
and release me from this place of rest

No matter how long,
I will keep my faith
through the endless grey
and the moonless nights
I won't give up hope
because the light will shine again,
this much I know.
Liz Devine
Written by
Liz Devine  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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