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Frozen little masterpiece Drifting toward the ground Fluttering movements cease Melting without a sound More of you falling on me An army of ice Now the color I cannot see Isn't that nice

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sycokitten

American

For You?

Written by

sycokitten

American

Published

Jul 12, 2014

Time

1m

Notes: From like November of 2008

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