She looked like a frozen lake.
One seemed to think that the cold ice is all there is to her.
Hard.
Rough.
Impenetrable.
Anyone coming near her would might as well die of hypothermia.
No one saw the depth there was.
The warmth below the frozen ice.
The life inside the lifeless.
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 10:00 AM UTC
She looked like a frozen lake.
One seemed to think that the cold ice is all there is to her.
Hard.
Rough.
Impenetrable.
Anyone coming near her would might as well die of hypothermia.
No one saw the depth there was.
The warmth below the frozen ice.
The life inside the lifeless.
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