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Jun 2011
A dream is fading fast and I open my eyes

Cold.

But I can feel loves warm breath on my neck

Blue.

The color of the light that floods across the floor and over the edge of my bed.

I kiss loves forehead and walk to the window

Shades of Grey

The ice has glazed everything over and seems to have taken color with warmth.

Shiny, Cold, and Dead.

The bringer of my warmth and my life calls to me, telling me the world has stopped

And I lie with love once more...

And fade back to dreams
CyRhen Sohngs
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CyRhen Sohngs  29/F/Alton
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