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The Longest Nights

I turn into a little girl
On long, cold nights like this.
Time dissolves away revealing
The fissures underneath.
And I've a mind to run and hide
In bed, underneath my blankets.
But life insists I must stand firm
And steel myself to face it.
Pieces go numb as I endure
Icy memories long past.
The frostiness that envelops me
Takes my breath and makes me gasp.
Written by mad_poet
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