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November 24, 2011
Fires burning
I hate it all
Firey
Aching red

slowly fading
to pink
and white

The lightest blue
Gorgeous ice
Freezing
over my heart
Darkening
to night

We cannot see
New moon
Blacker than ever
All alone
in my hand
of ice
and snow

Freezing and numbing
Dying alone
Feeling so much pain
icicles
hanging
from tips
and jagged edges
of my
too many times
broken heart





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