Teen Poetry #9 |
My Frozen Fire |
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since 2009-05-30
Posts 222Oregon |
I hear the sounds of music rushing through my soul. It's like a frozen fire. Scorched. Cleaning, purging, sometimes burning, scaring; leaving a reminder on my heart forever. Frozen. Freezing, chilling, always thrilling; preserving the beauty of music and sound forever. Music; my frozen fire. |
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