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Winters cold caress
Frost-bitten corpse of a winter dead love,
Icebergs floating on an ocean of tears,
Waves of deppression that never seem to ebb,
Only images in the snow yet vividly clear,
Caught within the flurries of a lulaby,
When came the blizzards of rejection,
Froze the heart that bled for me,
Robbed of one' warm affection.
One day the sun may shine through,
That celestial sphere, my only true friend,
But it's known that the seasons are bound by change
And that winter will always come again.
Icebergs floating on an ocean of tears,
Waves of deppression that never seem to ebb,
Only images in the snow yet vividly clear,
Caught within the flurries of a lulaby,
When came the blizzards of rejection,
Froze the heart that bled for me,
Robbed of one' warm affection.
One day the sun may shine through,
That celestial sphere, my only true friend,
But it's known that the seasons are bound by change
And that winter will always come again.
Published 2nd Sep 2012
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