Ill DefinedA Poem by ICE
I'm surrounded By worthless Fingers and Toes. Shrouded in darkness A slave to my Circumstance. I am an Inconsequential hue Of a dissonant blue, Leading a life That has been Constantly rained upon By the light In the sky Of my circumstance. I am an ill defined Presence Cold hands And unspoken words Floating in weighted silence. Shrouded in darkness By the light Of these worthless Fingers and toes. A blue hue Inconsequential and dissonant Leading a life Defined by my Circumstance. ~Ice © 2009 ICEFeatured Review
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