Fight Spells
A Poem by ICE
Who are you but a shade Living in my bed
Tempestuous and cross As the seas consume us
Till all that is left Is the widening gap and the dirty aftermath of our contention.
© 2011 ICE
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This is sad when there are issues that aren't being dealt with. Going to bed angry or hurt is never a good thing if you can work it out.
Posted 14 Years Ago
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Added on May 7, 2011
Last Updated on May 7, 2011
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ICEAL
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I'm a brooding poet who has been writing since middle school.
My writing has a tendency of being rather dark...and I like it that way.
I am female who is 20 years old and I'm currently in colle.. more..
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