October 17, 2011
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Loving winter, loving death
Awaiting that last breathe
Sweetly building up, the flakes of doom
Swept across the sky and fall upon the others
Grab a broom to clean up all the sisters and brothers
Frozen, though they seem to always lose themselves
Will anyone reach out to help them through these hells?
No, no, no, too much commitment don’t be absurd
Bitter biting bits of this bas**** seem to be my only words
Sun severely shortens lifespan
But remember where winter ends, life springs again

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