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Open Poetry #29

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RunningWolf
Junior Member

since 2003-09-14

Posts 24
Michigan USA

0 posted 2003-10-23 05:07 PM

Frozen in the ice there is no escape.
Your screams are filled with panic and fear.
Though no one can hear.
Blinded by the blowing ice
your eyes begin to bleed.
Hypothermic skin becomes exposed as the
winds rip off your clothes, ice
cutting your skin like exploding glass.

Soon your heart begins to quicken till
death shakes your hand.
Now you lay dieying as wolves tear your
flesh, the Ice God has reclaimed his
glory on the one who failed to believe.

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

1 posted 2003-10-23 05:13 PM

that's intense

Pilgrimage
Member Elite

since 2001-12-04

Posts 3945
Texas, USA

2 posted 2003-10-23 05:33 PM

I think the spelling is 'dying'. I like this-you have to watch out for the ice god, especially when you're in his territory.

Nan (Pilgrim variety)

froggy
Senior Member

since 2003-06-23

Posts 1893
Michigan

3 posted 2003-10-24 03:49 PM

I like this
Good job RunningWolf

:-)

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