Monday, December 31, 2012


Have you ever
Stood and felt
Have you ever
The crisp hand of winter
As it grabs you
As it steals away your lungs
Have you ever
Lived in the reality
The realness of the harshness
Have you given in
To the unextraordinary
Are you trapped
Are you established
Have you ever
Given thought to the evil
The devil of comfort
Death is a foundation
We live through destruction
Go and stand
And feel
The cold

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