Snowstorm

October 30, 2010
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A pale hand that grasps mine
Fragile face
Huge gray eyes
As pale as frost
As ice, as snow
As pale as death the darkness sighs,
the darkness that is in my mind

Eyes that glitter,
Silver stars,
Like the moon
As cold, as far
As cold as death the darkness sighs,
The darkness that is in my mind

The frosty dark
The icy death
The snow as soft as endless sleep
The quiet snow
The smiling girl
The smiling death
The darkness deep

I take her hand,
so pale so cold
I step with her out of this world
I go with her, the smiling girl





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