retreating back to the shadows that wait,
wearing silence like armor strong,
no words from lips that lie shall penetrate
to cast their spell upon this weary soul.
the warmth that came from love freely given,
has no more power to keep the chill at bay,
tendrils of ice that swirl and sway
spreads its chilling touch, freezing heart.
enveloped in ice that glistens,
no beating can be heard from within,
for the heart has already hardened
as it sits alone in its quiet despair.

-The Elusive Scribe 090913-

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