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The first snow keeps the company of my tears as they stop, frozen on my face confused, concerned as the words you are saying don't align with the reality I've assumed I wait for things to make sense for mistakes to be unmade for everything to change I wait, frozen on the sidewalk my thoughts stutter and my heart falters as the cold becomes within me throughout me bound to every fiber of my being twisted with my sinews climbing through my bones dancing up my spine and greeting my heart with an embrace long overdue But this won't ever make sense and those mistakes will never leave us and everything's already changed So I take my heart of ice and unsaid words and leave you standing there with words half out of your mouth and regrets already peering over your shoulder And the tears start moving again racing down my numb cheeks as the sobs leave my body they no longer leave puffs of memory in the air as the breaths inside me match the stillness of the molecules around me
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Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
The first snow
The first snow keeps the company of my tears as they stop, frozen on my face confused, concerned as the words you are saying don't align with the reality I've assumed I wait for things to make sense for mistakes to be unmade for everything to change I wait, frozen on the sidewalk my thoughts stutter and my heart falters as the cold becomes within me throughout me bound to every fiber of my being twisted with my sinews climbing through my bones dancing up my spine and greeting my heart with an embrace long overdue But this won't ever make sense and those mistakes will never leave us and everything's already changed So I take my heart of ice and unsaid words and leave you standing there with words half out of your mouth and regrets already peering over your shoulder And the tears start moving again racing down my numb cheeks as the sobs leave my body they no longer leave puffs of memory in the air as the breaths inside me match the stillness of the molecules around me
sarah-fran
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Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
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