The fire hurts when the frozen is here.
It will ruin everything as it falls.
No way to run from this.
You have to face it.
Don’t run away to protect yourself.
Face it like your suppose to.
You get fire to warm yourself.
But frozen is with you for life.
You cannot get away with murder.
But you are addicted to your punishment.
But you can’t drift away from it.
These will always bather you until you freeze.
You are dead of frozen and fire.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
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Hey yo b. thats is some good poems you have. i like this poem alot. good job boyee
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