snow:
spins around
my house
a gale of feathers oh so white
icicles:
creeping down
easy sprouts
they come in my windows
and take me from you
blizzards all night
and even in the day
tendrils of this frozen glacier
move me so far away
it's faster than a car
it's faster than light
i cannot get off of it
i can only go under
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 4:27 PM UTC
snow:
spins around
my house
a gale of feathers oh so white
icicles:
creeping down
easy sprouts
they come in my windows
and take me from you
blizzards all night
and even in the day
tendrils of this frozen glacier
move me so far away
it's faster than a car
it's faster than light
i cannot get off of it
i can only go under
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