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Feb 2016
Snow falls to the unseen ground,
Like her pale body once did before me.

(falling, just like snow)

Your heart feels cold, empty and weathered.
She knows I feel her anxiety creeping up this ***** of pain.

The ice has encased us in this ***** room,
Along with our sadness, and woe.

(falling, falling, just like snow)

Then out of a glimmering crack in the window,
Her presence filled the room like an ancient shrine.

I see her beauty shining like reflections on the ice.
Yet we both are lost, trying to find the cure to the poison.

Trying and trying to help her out of this melancholy…
But your heart keeps falling away from mine.

(falling, falling, falling, just like snow)
Brad French
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Brad French  Clarksville, TN
(Clarksville, TN)   
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