Composed 1/5/16
Description: An odd wish, I suppose.
I wish I was a girl of ice
So I could fearlessly
Walk out in the ruthless cold
And stroll among the flurries
I see my empty eyes
Reflective like the shallow lakes
As the wind grasps my dress and blows
A distant, lonely, lovely sound
As the world glitters and rests
I want to witness it
The beauty of a frozen night
Rawly, a girl made of ice
Scraps of Paper 