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tundra

I watched these hills
go stone cold gray.
I watched winter
have it's way
The cold wind comes
like the breath
of a first love.
I wanna close
my eyes.
I donít ever
wanna wake up.
I watched the moon
change
into every shape.
Iíve seen
slivers
of hope
turn into
splinters
of pain.
Tiny scratches
through the wooden
cabinets,
but luck
never came.
I wanna close
my eyes.
I wanna leave this place.
Dreamboy
Written by Dreamboy
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Author's Note
rats stay warm, and winter still comes.
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