Frozen
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1 min readMar 18, 2016
The moment
hangs bare
against the wind.
I am
frozen,
left languishing
in bitter
reproach.
Freshly forgotten
by those
who, invariably,
will lie
at fault.
The moment
hangs bare
against the wind.
I am
frozen,
left languishing
in bitter
reproach.
Freshly forgotten
by those
who, invariably,
will lie
at fault.
