PallorA Poem by Autumn T.I'm rarely ill, Yet people are struck by the pallor of my skin, so pale, yet having spent days on end in the sun.
It's as if my blood has been diverted to the core of my body, in a desperate attempt to melt the ice that has encompassed my heart. © 2011 Autumn T.Author's Note
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