[21:05] Ryan: i need u to read this poem quick (its not mine)
[21:05] Miguel Diaz: i bet it is
[21:05] Miguel Diaz: and sure
[21:05] Ryan: A girl freezes in a telephone booth.
In her draughty overcoat hides
A face all smeared
In tears and lipstick
She breathes on her thin palms.
Her fingers are icy. She wears earrings.
She'll have to go home alone, alone,
Along the icy street.
First ice. It is the first time.
The first ice of telephone phrases.
Frozen tears glitter on her cheeks -
The first ice of human hurt.
[21:06] Ryan: what does the first ice of telephone phrases mean?
what does the first ice of telephone phrases mean?
[21:05] Miguel Diaz: i bet it is
[21:05] Miguel Diaz: and sure
[21:05] Ryan: A girl freezes in a telephone booth.
In her draughty overcoat hides
A face all smeared
In tears and lipstick
She breathes on her thin palms.
Her fingers are icy. She wears earrings.
She'll have to go home alone, alone,
Along the icy street.
First ice. It is the first time.
The first ice of telephone phrases.
Frozen tears glitter on her cheeks -
The first ice of human hurt.
[21:06] Ryan: what does the first ice of telephone phrases mean?
what does the first ice of telephone phrases mean?
