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The Ice Queen by Carol Avila

Once, a long time ago,
a being, a woman, of ice was born.
Amid the ashes of passion bright,
she reached forth,that touch growing cold.
Her smile, once tender and full of light
became dulled and frozen;
a frigid mask.

That heart became encased in crystal,
her tears trapped in time,
eyes of steel,
touch of ice,
lips blue and calm.
At the top lay a crown
that stands proud and tall,
azure and purple,
unique like a flake of snow

P'eraps one day, she will be thawed,
her passion's flame rekindled.
For now, she sleeps,
her bed within a coffin of ice,
that gentle face blue with frost.




Take your crap elsewhere. This is a bullsh*t free zone.

The follwing will be denied my presence and communication [once you are classified, that is...a devious nature is hard to spy at a glance.]

* Hypocrites
* Two-faced backstabing bastards.
* Pitty Mongers
* Idiots
* Arrogant a*sholes
* Leeches [i.e. those interested in an acquaintance for their own benefit]
* Narrow-minded Fools
Last and definately not the least appalling quality:

* Pathological liars

We all make mistakes... a second chance is always offered.

Note: no thirds.

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Credits:
Background image: umm.. I'll later post this, must dig it up again. e.e
webtitle and subtitle: quoted from "Me" by Michelle Covey (Great poem by the way.)
Friend's page title: from my own poem, "Disturbed Enmity"
icon: clickitgirl.net

source: 2002's Idea Magazine. (talk about a trip down Memory Lane.)