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The Longest Nights
I turn into a little girl
On long, cold nights like this.
Time dissolves away revealing
The fissures underneath.
And I've a mind to run and hide
In bed, underneath my blankets.
But life insists I must stand firm
And steel myself to face it.
Pieces go numb as I endure
Icy memories long past.
The frostiness that envelops me
Takes my breath and makes me gasp.
On long, cold nights like this.
Time dissolves away revealing
The fissures underneath.
And I've a mind to run and hide
In bed, underneath my blankets.
But life insists I must stand firm
And steel myself to face it.
Pieces go numb as I endure
Icy memories long past.
The frostiness that envelops me
Takes my breath and makes me gasp.
Published 3rd Feb 2014
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3rd Feb 2014 8:02pm
well written and great rhyme scheme. I hate rhyming in my poetry as a personal thing even though it comes naturally at times but i love this poem. You did VERY well.
4th Feb 2014 6:04am
Thank you. I think most of mine has some rhyme to it though I have poems where I get carried away by the cadence of the words. Alot of my poetry like this happens when I am trying to go to sleep.
5th Feb 2014 8:21pm
