hysteria
A Poem by anonymous
chills run down the ridge of my back and as swiftly as can be the foyer becomes bleak
colder then my soul and darker then the darkest hours of the arctic
and just like that i am cold stone cold
© 2013 anonymous
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I seriously really like this! The first stanza is my favorite. Creates a cold, dark, chilling feel to it - probably exactly what you were going for I'd say. "and as swiftly as can be the foyer becomes bleak" is probably the highlight of this poem - great line!
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anonymous minneapolis , MN
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just another seventeen year old where her pen is her only true savior. she expresses herself trough inkblots on sheets of paper and sometimes, just sometimes, she gets the courage to let others see wh.. more..
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