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Rememberance of Snow

What is a dream but a future memory
What is a seam but a suture and
A past treachery

He stands at an intersection
Between these two lovers
Interpersonal inspection
Personal dereliction from a brother

He sees a chance to be free
But at what cost to thee
He can’t bring a remedy
Nor calm, quiet, solemnity

As the snow falls onto loose earth
He knows its a hex, a curse
To not be claimed instead
To live in maimed undeath.
Written by lastday20
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Author's Note
This poem is about an old friend of mine that died at an early age. At the time I was young and didn't understand, and instead of being there for her, I left her life in hopes that I wouldn't be hurt. Now many years later I can't help but wonder what it would have felt like for her, and if being there for her would have made any difference.
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