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I wear you like a coat of snow,

weighing down upon me,

falling snowflake by snowflake.

upon the warmest of days.

 

A sparkling robe of powder,

bespoke and wintered, tempered,

with a fringe of ice thrown flurries.

which never thaws away.

 

And I tell myself I’ll shake it.

I’ll cast you to the ground,

though the layers keep on forming,

as snowflakes tumble down.

 

Buttoned tight with bitter memories,

stitched with loving care,

my coat of snow holds together,

the heart that once lay bare.

 

With a veil of delicate lace layers,

accessorising a storm of frozen tears,

my coat of snow is softly customised,

by seasons of heartbroken years.

 

And I tell myself I’ll shake it.

Fashion never stays the same,

though cold winds keep on blowing,

this coat of snow remains.