Frozen
By JediK1
Frozen into memory, they lay
a sleeping pair,
Like Quasimodo and his love,
the outcast and the fair.
What happens now, the Fates decide,
The coin is in the air.
To part the lovers, offer hope, or
End it in despair?
Frozen into memory, they lay
Offering hopes prayer.
Living, breathing, trying, succeeding
Fighting because they dare.
