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If This Is The End

 
I look out of the window
The sky is darkest grey
It looks oppressive out there
A day for staying inside
As the walls slowly close in
The snow starts to fall
A home becomes a prison
It's strange that something
So white, clean and bright
Can make you feel so sad
The child like joy and excitement
Of snow balls and snow men
Left such a long time ago
And it will never return
Instead I curse the snow
And pray for its disappearance
When I finally die it feels like
I will die alone and I hope
It's in the snow
A good way to go
A frozen smile
Or an icy pout
Unlike many he
Was never a sell out
If this is the end
It is beyond me
God wouldn't even
Let me have that
Fifteen minutes
Crushed ice and
Powdered snow
Signals the end
A tragedy
For one
Fate
Sucks
Written by David_Macleod (14397816)
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