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[katythestrange]

a delayed reaction
to icicles
smashing against the pavement
they could cling to the roof nolonger
i can cling to reality nolonger
set me free
and i'll come smashing down
but in a good way
and as i hit the ground
i'll be blinded by lights i've never seen
i'll wake up and start living...

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Walls of ice will freeze your heart

[anonymous]

Your pain, like fire through ice refracted,
pours through the computer screen
as light, transparent, radiating
daylight on a love unseen.

Icicles are slaves to weather.
They may hang or they may shatter.
People choose to freeze or choose to
melt to liquid life... and matter.