Poem -

Too Cold

Too Cold

I'm standing right in front of opportunities

I've been told it's rich in possibilities

but I guess that means nothing to me

For leads no where for me

I guess I stuck my head out for too long

singing that same damn song

That everyone knows but kind of forget

That everyone wants but neglect

That flame I promised to keep burning

Seems to be dying

The hope that fuels it

The love the grows it

Are all gone with the harsh winds of life

Nothing's sure or safe

So don't look surprised

Don't act astounded

You knew but didn't care enough to act

You saw but didn't think to react

So called me all that satisfy your vocabulary

And name me that which you have selected from your dictionary

If I'm too cold to you

Know you help supply the Ice

If I'm too cold for you

Know the world has't been nice

If I seem too cold

It doesn't mean I'm cruel

There's just so many thing heaving on my soul

 I would dish out my anger and frustration by being too cold to feel

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Lucas Lazar

A blue composition that works as an injection of small pieces of ice galloping through the blue veins, begins between the flicker of a flame that goes off and the protagonist's narration does not want to keep, extremely cold continues the narration to this frozen point in which the author fantasizes with the coldness of reptile that, in many moments of his life, wanted to have , but among the last verses that small flame from the beginning again light up the frozen heart of reader ice cream.

Today it's a very cold day and this poetry of Cleo has left me as a piece of ice, I'm going to the kitchen for a cup of broth, I'll be back in a while when you again feel the fingers to be able to type. (LOL)

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