Waiting for Death

Regina Puckett

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Waiting for Death
Regina Puckett

Frozen diamonds fell like angel tears
The northern wind howled out its fears
Icy fingers touched the frozen ground
While the world uttered not a sound
Creation held its collected breath
As if it was waiting for death

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