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Winter

Winter comes

Bare skin

You clothed her with your bare skin

Heat passing from you to her

Your heart is giving into her

icicles drop from her face

Emotions changeĀ 

As the sun rises

And sets

Sometimes her heart gets so cold

Her eyes become transparent

Having you see back at yourself

Never seeing what her heart truly holds

You are blindedĀ 

You freeze up

By how deep her thoughts get

How real she is

This cold brings us together

But for some reason

You still seem to be on vacation somewhere

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Big Sal

Thu 4th Oct 2018 13:42

Great piece.?

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