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By Marshall Hann Submitted by blessed23 Date: 2005 Dec 14 Comment on this Work [[2005.12.14.06.19.32460]] |
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Winter this year is fickle and unsure whether to grant my wish and continue in its slumber or defy my desperate pleading; enveloping the city in its cold and relentless arms - Restless like me. (Sending a tidal wave of memories through my mind) All I wanted was for you to understand me, hold my hand and kiss me with sincerity (Then after this year had drowned in history I would have something of the highest value: Something to make this life (these fragile days that float like paper cranes on the oceans surface) worthwhile But instead I lay on the earth with confused and vacant eyes staring through the aritificial light of streetlamps at the wonderous night sky while snowflakes sleep beside me peacefully silently offering sympathy and consolance in whatever way they can (They ache with sorrow, knowing nature will not allow them to melt) *added the 8th line of the fist stanza upon posting. don't know if im gonna keep it or not.... |